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Therapy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Therapy was released on December 25, 2024 by Red Fox Playa as a part of the album Therapy - Single
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Release DateDecember 25, 2024
LabelRed Fox Playa
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Red Fox Playa
Red Fox Playa
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Taylor
Gregory Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ARVM Beats
ARVM Beats
Producer

Lyrics

I’m almost 27
Yeah, that’s right, don’t remind me
Still got a lot of work to do before my prime is behind me
I look at all that I’ve been through and wonder how I’m surviving it
I’m like Brad Pitt in Bullet Train, boy my luck is unkindly
I got angels that fight for me, and demons that’s biting me
So everyday I’m constantly at war with myself
Got the Lord on my right and then Lucie chills on my left
It’s like “What will it be today, Fox? Heaven or hell?”
Contemplating my decisions from when I was in college
Should I have thought about what I was bout to do with that knowledge?
Chasing women at the time from my perspective was flawless
Looking back, l should’ve known that girl was nothing but lawless
Cause I still think about
The time we used to be on
The girl I used to pose in pictures with is packed up and gone
The folks I looked up to are dead, I see their name on the stone
And I still cry about the thought, do that in private alone
What I can’t understand is
The fake n***** that don’t
The ones that wave around a Glock and don’t reflect on a song
You mean you never had a moment where you couldn’t hold on?
You never contemplated death and saw what could’ve went wrong?
Vulnerability
Is not a flaw, it’s a blessing
A show of realness, perseverance only comes from a lesson
That’s why these n***** acting hard don’t ever top the profession
They holding it in
They suffer from a state of repression
And I can’t get behind it
I’d rather show the depression
And the joy and the memories, and the love and aggression
Put it all on an 808, art’s a state of expression
Who am I? Bruh, I’m always tryinna answer that question
But I’m still pushing on
Feel like everyday I’m losing sight, but I’m still looking on
Shows so far I have to book a flight, but I still book em all
Pushin P, these rappers ain’t too hot, like what you cookin' on?
Venues used to ban me from the mic, but I just shook it off
Now they really look at dawg and know they overlooked ya dawg
If that fit ain’t one of one then naw, I ain’t gon' put it on
So much drip designer look like trash I put my hoodie on
I don't wanna be a normal n****
Think big, since I was young I dreamed a little bigger
Big feet, but never run from nun, I ain’t a quitter
Crash out, Terrible two, the kid gon rage a little
Act out, I’m throwing fits, I need a babysitter
Gold chain, them rocks sang like they Little Richard
Old folk see me on stage and they start getting bitter
I can’t settle for basic bops that like to stay on Twitter
Real life, I want Sabrina, one day imma get her
I need her to be my wife
I want money, I want love, I want everything in life
Zoning out thinking about it, guess that’s why I’m feeling strife
Sorry if I’m oversharing, ain’t no way to be concise
Man, that’s crazy I ain’t got it even through the work
While these n***** is spitting some hot dookie off a perc
Maybe somewhere I’m up in a different universe
‘If I don’t wanna finish last, then I gotta finish first
God, I got to
Written by: Gregory Taylor
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