THERAPY’S EXPENSIVE Songtext
von Proph

Dear God
I think the worlds changing
More statements, front pages
Still need saving but
Shit he knows where my plate is
Truthfully that man had a silver spoon
So I felt less guilty when I stained him
But
I ain′t complaining
You know?
I know what it's like to be slept on before
So I made my bed and still slept on the floor
Told guys it was me or you
It′s us or them Bally on when I'm cutting cench
I stay far away from all dem niggas cah
I ain't learnt from my mistakes if they come again
But I know you love a trier
Turnt me to a survivor
Turnt me to the fire
Them weapons won′t form against me and mine
But I′ve still got mine if they go to the other side
And enquire
God bless the south side of London
Shit ain't never been sweet
Therapy′s never been free
But how I pay is up to me