Zions View - Therapy

Here we go again another argument
Why we having this convo in front of them
Put your phone down when I talk to you
You got a problem speak up now let's confront them too
Dealing with your past, well I got baggage too
Never felt like this was home so I didn't unpack them boo
Making me out to be wrong when I should be mad at you
But fuck it now we on our own address the issue
Bitch I fucking wish you, would try to put your hands on me again
One phone call your front door there's many men
How many licks do it take, shit bout ten
This blank stare on your face I just hope your listening
Well fuck if you hear me why the fuck you ain't answer then
Put my pride aside for you never again
The D must stand for devil, cause we stay dancing
Oh now you want to speak, go ahead I'm all in
Please don't say you love me again
Please don't say you need me again
Cause when you mad and want to hurt me again
You take it back and cut me times ten
Coming over, cold Shoulder
We need closure
Keep my composure, Pull me in hold me closer
Not your fucking friend, come again
We fuck again
No more arguing lay me down, this soon will end
Niggas in your phone got you feeling all type of lit now
Was they fucking with you when you ain't have shit huh
Bossing up on me ain't that about bitch now
Do the same to you, you'll claim I'm a trip now
Pull it out on me well fuck it I pull it too
Aint no bullets in your clip so what you aiming to
Do with all these words I hope you ready to
Die bout me baby cause I'm ready to die for you bae

Written by:
Merrick Needham

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