Jeezy - Therapy for My Soul lyrics

(JUSTICE league) yeah
Therapy baby, for my soul
Yeah, just tryna heal, you know? Yeah

Been listenin' to my thoughts and
Lately I've been concerned
Feel like my soul on fire
Let that motherfucker burn
Man, nobody gave me shit
I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
Therapy for my soul
I had a few hit's, even had a few misses
Got clumsy in the kitchen
Even broke a few dishes
Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy
(Therapy) therapy for my soul

I ain't never been the one to complain
That's win or lose
Made moves and paid dues, walk in my shoes
It's like a nigga came with directions
I really made me
I was drownin' then I threw me a float
I really saved me
Put down everything that I love
That's on my legacy
Never fucked over nobody to make a better me
If you ask me what happened with Kink
We grew apart
Tried to sue, he took me to court
Shit broke my heart
Same nigga you made a millionaire
Sue you for millions
Made man and he want it all
None for my children if 1-5 wasn't my dawg
I would've touched them
When that shit went down with Gibbs
I couldn't trust him
Invested my hard earned money
Tied up my bread
But he gon' try to tell you I'm flawed
That's in his head
It's happening just the way that I said it
Good on your own
And if I'm honest, nothin' gangsta
About you, leave this alone, yeah
And everybody wonderin' what happened
With me and Coach
Same shit that happened between
Tommy and Ghost 'Cause, yeah
The checks comin' in but
The trust ain't there
I would say it's all him
But that wouldn't be fair
I was fresh up out the streets
Tryna fight my own demons
Knew somethin' wasn't right
Guess I had my own reasons
Mission impossible, I ain't underplan that
Shake took his own life
I ain't understand that
Had me feelin' numb, laid in bed for a week
Eyes didn't close one time
That's a week with no sleep
I'ma keep it solid
He the reason me and Ross talk
Never ashamed to admit that
I was wrong, yeah, that's boss talk
Since we talkin' boss talk
Let's address the sucka shit
Grown man playin' on Instagram
Real sucka shit
Why the fuck this clown nigga
Playin' with my legacy?
Solid in these streets
That's some shit that you will never be
Talking 'bout power
But weak niggas do the most in real life
Nigga you really borrow money from Ghost
All that lil' boy shit, yeah
It make it evident
Made millions in these streets
What the fuck is 50 Cent?
And it's still free Meech
Love him if he right or wrong
But the streets wanna know
Do we really get along?
If you askin' me, nigga
That's one thousand percent
If I did somethin' wrong then I gotta repent
Ain't no hatred in my heart
Ain't no hatred in my veins
If you felt me being distant
Think it's time to explain
I was stickin' to my plan while
Raf Simons took the stand
He tried to G-Money me
What's happenin' with your man?
Tried to throw me in your case
Guess he tryna save face
No exception, know the rules
I just handled it with grace
And I ain't sayin' that you
Told him to do it, i know better
Still the same nigga, nothin' but love
That's forever
See my ego and my pride, yeah
I put it all aside
Reminiscing 'bout all them late nights
We used to vibe when it's all said and
Done, we're brothers, your mother love us
The Feds did you dirty
Can't stand them motherfuckers
Speaking 'bout brothers, welcome home, Tee
A nigga might owe you money
But that nigga ain't me
I be lookin' for the truth 'cause
That shit be hard to find
All these lies and these rumors fuckin'
With my peace of mind

Been listenin' to my thoughts and
Lately I've been concerned
Feel like my soul on fire
Let that motherfucker burn
Man, nobody gave me shit
I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
Therapy for my soul
I had a few hit's, even had a few misses
Got clumsy in the kitchen
Even broke a few dishes
Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy
(Therapy) therapy for my soul
Been listenin' to my thoughts and
Lately I've been concerned
Feel like my soul on fire
Let that motherfucker burn
Man, nobody gave me shit
I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
Therapy for my soul
I had a few hit's, even had a few misses
Got clumsy in the kitchen
Even broke a few dishes
Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy
Therapy for my soul