Lyrics STOP BEING EMOTIONAL - SmooveDonn

His friend told him he should see a therapist
His whole life people been telling him his problems was miniature
So he shut the fuck up to save the embarrassment
His mental health was way too deconstructed, they tearing it down

Brainwashed by a black community narrative
To suck it up and be a man, that's what you're supposed to do
You take that same kid, put a pen in his hand
A couple years later, you end up with stop being emotional

I come off as approachable, high-spoken
But I don't even really like talking, I vibe solo
My momma see my frown that's hidden behind my smile
So she always asking me if I think that I'm bipolar

Cause growing up, I always seen her husband complain
And the only thing he gained from that was smut on his name
So I always been the type of cat that dealt with the cuts and the needles
So You don't think that pussy run in my veins, nigga

But Let the motherfuckin' sample speak
Let the motherfuckin' sample speak

I went through so many phases while making this album
Shit, I done went through three breakups while making this album

I'm the problem, I can honestly admit it
And I ruined what we had, I wasn't trying to be a menace
But eventually in all relationships, you hit a crossroad
Put in more time and energy to make sure y'all grow

Or go your separate ways, focus on yourself and all goals
And I chose to be one with myself, trying to comfort myself
Trying to fall 100% in love with myself
Cause I get depression when I check these numbers myself

I'm a 03 baby, so I grew up in the era where the algorithm means something
Putting blood and sweat into the art and it don't stream nothing
Waiting to go broke, they love you on them fake pages when you paying for promo
It's all incentivized, nigga, all this shit is lies

And the only advice people got is just give it time
My relationship was suffer from how I'm feeling this time
Trying to set aside time, but I can't, I'm still on the grind, I'm not satisfied

I want this shit so motherfuckin' bad
Tashomi I apologize, that one was on me
I take the blame for that

Been three years since my nigga passed
Only mama and my ex done seen me cry
And his cause of death was sus, I still don't know the reason why
I ain't the only one who thought that shit sounded strange
How the fuck I'm supposed to believe he got hit by a train

And his family just want his burial private
I respect it though, it's love, but damn, I can't even go sit by his grave
People see me work, but they don't know this shit out of pain
And I'll be damned if I'ma fail and let this nigga die in vain

Niggas dick riding waves just to get a response
They ain't see me on them benches, now I'm big as LeBron
They ain't got a glove big enough to fit in my size
Bitch, I feel like the whole world can fit in my palms

This is all of my suppressed emotions written in songs
This for all the real niggas who ain't skipping these songs
Rest in peace to those who didn't get to live it this long
And it's the Smoove, don't forget to double N on the Donn, nigga