Dave - Psycho lyrics

Tuesday, 23rd of January, 2018
I'm here with David
This is our first session
We're just gonna talk about your background
Where you're from
Any issues you've been dealing with
So, where should we start?

Look stop all the pain
How do you stop all the pain, huh?
I used to hear a voice when I was praying
But nowadays, I don't even wanna be saved
Nah, fuck that, I don't wanna be saved
I was born to be wild, I don't wanna be tamed
Talent's in my blood and I
Don't wanna be vain but if I'm a psycho
Then I don't wanna be sane
I used to dream of this shit
When I was hopping on train
So, so bad, I used to want all the fame
My ex-girl want to shoot a cover for Vogue
Which is pretty ironic 'cause she's
Top of the range
If any one of you take a shot on a track
My niggas come back and put
A shot in your frame easy as the alphabet
Three G's in the ring, call me Alvarez
My teacher used to say I need counseling
Couldn't stop asking me, "What do you feel?"
There's so many old scars
That they wanna reveal
We got off on the wrong foot 'cause
I don't want him to heal, nah
But if you're looking for a psycho
You got one
I thought I had a screw loose but I lost one
Ninety-nine problems, money, it is not one
My currency's Kenyan, that's in it
For the long run, huh
Tears on a pillow
Bro, I shed so many tears on a pillow
I used to tell my teachers
That nobody gets it
I don't know Clarke but I
Know that I'm a Kidult
'Cause my mummy ain't been home
Miss thinks I'm involved
Blame my environment, it made me a sicko
Furthermore, I should bring that
Bitch down to Streatham
And then make her spend a day
In a veil like a widow
Kiddo, we seen swords longer than a limo
My bros are blacksmiths like Jaden and Willow
Man, there's weapons over here
We're reppin' over here
We're from the Southside but
It's Streatham over here
No telling if you're selling
Hold the wettin' over here
Get him over here
Who the fuck is checkin' over here?
Most my niggas are the ones
Applying pressure over here
Fuck assault, I can get a
Nigga peppered over here, whoa
We wanted more
Then some food on the strip or moving a brick
My niggas went to school with the
Rich and we were broke
Hiding crow in a Rubicon drink
Which is funny 'cause that's how we
Put food in the fridge so, who am I?
Someone tryna live his best life
I just wanna take a pretty
Woman for a test drive
If I bring her to my room and I press, I
Guarantee she gonna see the
Force like an ex-wife
People tell me I'm a little bit barmy
For my army, I need a bottle of Bacardi
If it's me and a pouch with my dargy
Shawty, you're seeing two stars in the party
Fuck what you heard
I'm a top boy and I ain't giving man a turn
I don't wanna know a pretty woman wanna flirt
Learned you can judge a nigga by
The women that he curves
I love this game, I ain't lost focus
I'm a hitmaker, if you haven't noticed
I could be the rapper with
The message like you're hoping
But what's the point in me being the
Best if no one knows it?
Brother I'm a careful
Humble, reckless, arrogant, extravagant
Nigga probably battlin' with manic depression
Man, I think I'm going mad again
It's like I'm happy for a
Second then I'm sad again and to my fans
The reason I could get to this
You're my drug, the instrumental my therapist
Man, I need some therapy
My girl saying that she'll never leave
I'm scared she gonna find a better me
Deeper insecurities, like
What if I don't leave a legacy?
Money, why they check for me?
Mummy lost respect for me
I wish we could be together but
That ain't how life works
I used to cry about my dad
Until my fucking eyes burnt
Nose running, you don't know nothing
Before I put a penny on the table
I provided for my family
Held my mother's hand through the agony, hey
You ever fall 'sleep 'cause you
Don't wanna be awake? In a way
You're tired of the reality you face?
If you're thinking 'bout doing it
Suicide doesn't stop the pain
You're only moving it
Lives that you're ruining
Thoughts of a world without you in it, hiding
I ain't psycho but my life is