Psychology - Artan

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas

I make smart songs, had to dumb it down

I smoke king L’s, you can pass it round

I took big L’s and it got me down

So I switched it up, you can’t knock me down

I’ve got bare flows, I had to pattern them

You’ve got dead flows, I won’t be catting them

I believe in luck cause I made my own and this big spliff is my talisman

I’ve been planning for these moments like my whole life

And I’ve been holding off on green until it’s showtime

Still I might text a Spanish girl off of my own line

«Yo senorita, looking guapa, yeah you’re so fine»

So I bun a zoobie, love my life

Been fucked over like a hundred times

So I lost my job, went overdraft

Ain’t understood, said run the line

Been broke before, been lending P’s

I’m next up, well I’m meant to be

So when we’re crossing paths

Keep it moving, you can glance

But please

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas

Government don’t want my people to make it

So I’m turning my shoe box from cash to a payslip

I’ve been chilling with Mary, she’s looking amazing

You will never find out bout the girls that I’m dating

Now they be glad that they knew me

Cause all my flavours are fruity

I used to hide in the movies

Now I just kick back in the studi' and light a baton with Susie

And now she’s acting all loopy

I like sexy senoritas, not the bad or the boujee

And I might take an L, can’t take my life

Might take you out, still ain’t my wife

On Snap he’s acting all badders but

In real life, waste of time

I put in shifts, you put in nothing

You say you graft, I say you’re bluffing

So when we’re crossing paths

Keep it moving, you can glance

But please

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas

Don’t ask for apologies

I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed

Doctor, is it me or my psychology?

The stress gets on top of me

If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees

Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas