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Trap Therapy Lyrics by Ayjay (USA)

Young Phantom Mixtape

2022

[Verse 1]
I was seven, my parents split, grandma died, hope she up in heaven
Streets empty, gun cocked, clock reads eleven
Sneaking out the window ‘cause my pops, he was a reverend
I heard about the drugs that they was peddling

I was always into meddling so I got into the industry
I imagined future where all the bitches into me
Thinking about my family, get to wondering if they missing me
I was at the age where my mama should be kissing me

I swear that I was only tryna chase a little high
But these trigger happy fuckers gon’ make sure I fucking die
The loyalty is broken and I know my time is up
And my friends are talking sideways so I keep a forty tucked

[Verse 2]
Time is passing by, I'm like fourteen now
Two seater car and we’re like four deep, how?
Cruising down the one way with our heaters out
Searching for somebody, we need bodies now

I never once thought how the victims coped
Like how do you recover from a knife to your throat?
Do you even try to scream or do you know that you’ll choke?
I mean it’s honestly futile if you do or you don’t

Take one shot, exposing his brains
Blood stained hands so I like when it rains
Wash away my sins, cleansing my veins
Pat his mother’s back while she holds his remains, damn

[Verse 3]
Four years later, now the past is catching up to me
Feds are knocking on my door, asking what is up with me
I’m eighteen now so a hit on me the lottery
The bonds that I’ve made are the farthest from camaraderie

Tryna settle down, found a girl and made a family
Put my kid to sleep while I wrestle with my sanity
Past life visions and they coming to me randomly
Hard to tell at this point what was real and what was fantasy

Knock knock knock on my door and my heart skip a beat
Yelling to my lady, “grab the baby”, and she gotta leave
Yelling at myself for never knowing that they followed me
How could I have led this life just to let it swallow me?

Hands fumble, reaching for the Glock, I gotta hit him first
Heart pounding, reaching for my chest, please don’t let it burst
Past transgressions about to take my family ‘cause I’m cursed
Door opens, please sir, you can shoot me but just promise you won’t hurt -

About “Trap Therapy” by Ayjay (USA)

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"Trap Therapy" appears on "Young Phantom Mixtape" in 2022.

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