Thapelo Mashiane - Therapy (Session 2) Lyrics

Found a smile after divin deep
The barrel taste gettin kinda sweet
Lonely at the top? Same down here at the feet
The content keep a nigga content
It's nonsense but hit a nigga on sent
Smell like a fruit salad
Addiction surely taste like a beaut, I got
Mistaken for a ticket I'm a trip
I just fall fancy on my single malt sip

Cause the joint won't cut it
Pull a lotta smoke ain't tryna let the problem breathe
Still a lot to show ain't tryna go without a feed
And if I can show Hope at least my sister will be seen

Pursuit of Happyness
I'm tryna leave my son a will
Protrude the standard set ain't tryna leave my sight on well
I'm tryna let you in to calm the storm that is my hell

I need your help
Fighting the depression Bendah told me no stoppin
Writing these confessions Lebo told me I'm somethin
Stross told me shit I'm the best writer he know or sum'n

How you don't know
Abacus... tell me that he count on me
How that just... Pass me by like I'm on the team
Watching from the side, letting life define my reach

So F*ck pity
Y'all niggaz better f*ck with, me gimme love city
I never ask for much. See we been denied seating
Too long been treated like a seedling
I'm the muhf*ckin tree that bear the fruit that stay feeding
I said f*ck pity
Y'all niggaz better f*ck with, me gimme love city
I never ask for much. See we been denied seating
Too long been treated like a seedling
I'm the muhf*ckin tree that bear the fruit that stay feeding y'all