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Therapy
Hip-Hop/Rap
Therapy è stato pubblicato il 19 marzo 2026 da MCKINNON come parte dell'album Mama's Soldier - EP
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Data di uscita19 marzo 2026
EtichettaMCKINNON
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM103

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Neyvone Levi Tillis
Mixing Engineer

Testi

I'm too afraid to admit I might need therapy
See the trauma in the glass, look at my ass at a **** and it stares at me
Eighth week on a bender, aye, Nevvy playing pretender, aye
Charge the bill to my liver, take another shot that'll get me through the winter
I'm having fun with that, another half a bottle down can't reply to my dad
Tell my bitch that I'm good and I'll smile for the cam, don't know who the fuck I am
But I'll make 'em **** move when I hit em with it
****'s will get bopped if you don't know who this is ****
It's Young Nev in this muthafuckin' bitch ****
Saw your jaw drop know it ain't from the kick ****
Way I'm going off hold up I just need to sit ****
A-R fifteen cross you up and make you sit ****
Then chop it all up in the stu, the beat look disfigured
Hold up for a sec I'm the pound for pound goat ****
V in one hand I'm the king I need a mote ****
I'm too afraid to admit I might need therapy
See the trauma in the glass, look at my ass at a **** and it stares at me
Eighth week on a bender, aye, Nevvy playing pretender, aye
Charge the bill to my liver, take another shot that'll get me through the winter
I'm having fun with that, another half a bottle down can't reply to my dad
Tell my bitch that I'm good and I'll smile for the cam, don't know who the fuck I am
But I'll make 'em **** move when I hit em with it
I just lost it all, I don't care cause I might drop the ball
Rest in peace my mom, there's no one there to catch me when I fall
Fuck a safety net, I go hard for the rent
Keep on trekking through the mud
Put my blood tears and sweat
I'm a fucking dog **** riling me up
My mama made me soft but I'd rather be tough
My wifey's ass fat so I gotta be buff
I used to eat bread when the times was tough
Man I used to kind of like that
Ride a truck through the city, and my shawty like that
When them **** talking big yeah you know I'ma fight back
Haters stay quiet I'm poured up yeah I'm dro'd up
Just like my big whip with a big motor
I can't fail cause coach draw it up
Think I might need therapy
I'm fucked up
Written by: Neyvone Levi Tillis
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