Lyrics Emotional Bastard (feat. Maverick) - Dubb Saq

Maybe my head is too big

I kill my ego off rip

All of the shit that I've did

I was a lost lil kid

More then I'd like to admit but

I got me a gift
I made a promise to this
I pour my heart when I spit
I want my mama to quit
Her job hit a yacht for a trip
I just be talking my shit

You get what you give
Get what you put in
Do what you do
And do what you do did

Don't follow no rules I am too lit
Life is a maze a labyrinth
I see my future no physic
I'm gon ball like I'm Mike and
Long Live Mikey
Don't do the calls or the skyping
You know My time is too pricey

Im gonna Send a lil invoice
You wasn't smoking out tinfoil
In front of the school I'm inhaling
I had the sour by Tracy's
Chain on my neck and it's danglin'
I will not rest til I've made it

I got some guardian angels
All wearing cartier lenses
Yuh ayy
I know my dog up in heaven
I lost it all when we lost him

How do you resolve the problem?
I can not move on tomorrow
I do it for you and the family
Dodging a bid and a felony
I'm in the booth like it's therapy
I'm in the booth with my cannon
Cause I refuse to be lacking
While I'm pursuing my passion
Turn the room into a canvas
I'm consumed by the madness
I am too true to be rapping

This is my therapy session
Relieve the pressure
And cut all the stressing
If you deal with depression, don't worry I get it
I got more questions than forums on reddit
Said when I'm recording I'm really just venting
Cut out the chorus and light up some resin
If I don't smoke then I get aggressive
I get emotional when I remember

The pain in yo eyes when
You seen me all messed up
Sound of your voice when you
Made that confession
The smell of your clothes
That old cigarette scent
The feeling of knowing
Your home was my second

My biggest enemy's probaly memory
I can not forget a single thing said to me
Honestly I would be okay with being alone
Location unknown to majority
Reaching out I'm ignoring it
I am a warrior, fight for a piece of euphoria

Searching for something I'm out of
I found my outlet, you keep me grounded
Humble and proud of, we out here howlin'

Yeah I want the money the power, respect
Said they call me dubb cause I double a 10
I'm from the bottom so I'm gonna flex
Stack up a tower and ball like the rec
I need my deposit to hit me direct
We in the lab with Berettas and techs
I've been in the mix like a bag full of Chex

Play with my time and regret it
This is my therapy session
I air it out over record
Call me a terrible rapper
Made this for me and not you
She feel sum way when I'm passive
and nonchalant with the actions
Don't respond or go backwards
I'm prolonging my answer
Girl my zodiac cancer
I'm an emotional bastard