Grapes Tha Dopest - Stress, Pt. 2 (Prod. By SiloShellz) Lyrics

When will i have a day to myself
I've been dealin' wit stress on top of stress
This shit mainey
Im lookin' in the mirror like what do i do
Moms tellin' me be koo
But i can't...
Help but think in the negative
Its hard to be positive when you strugglin'
I look at my daughters faces see the smiles
But deep down im cryin'
Wheres the hands to help me out
I refuse to go back to trap
Livin that life gone make me relapse
I swear on the lord that i pray for the right path
But the wrong people come around
And put me right back
In the same position
Square one where im stuck at
Im just disgusted where im placed at
I can only plot for the best
But you know like i do its hard when you stressed

I been stressin' everyday how my life turnin' out
What the f*ck im bout to do if shit dont turn round
I been stressin' everyday how my life turnin' out
What the f*ck im bout to do if shit dont turn round

Everyday im tryin' to figure it out
Cant cut no corners in this life
The short cuts take life
I cant afford to be dead doin' dumb shit
But how its lookin' i might have to revert back
Got my gun at the spot extended clip on that
Im out slidin' late night high off molly and xans
Deep thinkin'
Wallowing in sorrows
Only my loved ones know my pain
Its like what do i do
If i dont get a job then im thru
They tryin' to take my young ones
Lowkey
Right from under me
Feelin that im unfit neglectin' i been doin' this
This shit f*cked up
My heart and soul crushed
Im locked in a box in the dark wit the devil
He whisper in my ear
And tell what i wanna hear
Bringin' trouble to put me under

I been stressin' everyday how my life turnin' out
What the f*ck im bout to do if shit dont turn round
I been stressin' everyday how my life turnin' out
What the f*ck im bout to do if shit dont turn round

What the f*ck yo!
Im at home off all the dope
Turnin' to a dope fiend
Just so i can...
Cope...
Wit the pain...
Coke...
Molly and lean...
Weed...
Xans sweet dreams
I throw myself in the abyss
No smoke and mirror tricks
Just death
Dancin' wit the devil
I digress
And then digest
My disgust for my situation
I wish it end i have no patience