Stressed (with Wallo267)

Uh, uh, uh
 Life is 'bout trials and tribulations
 And overcomin' obstacles, but I'm tired of shit I'm facin'
 'Cause it's not only mines, got everybody's situations
 That I gotta make better, and that shit take cheddar (that shit cost)
 I guess everybody want me to save 'em (pssh)
 I guess niggas think ten million what Shady paid him
 I tell 'em, "No," they talk down on me and try to play it
 Guess they forgot about all the other shit that I gave 'em
 (What about all the other times, nigga?)
 Funny how they can be so forgetful
 Of all that other shit I say yes to (they forgot about that, huh?)
 I'm sure this is somethin' every real nigga worldwide can attest to
 When a nigga need something, the only time they call and check you (that's all facts)
 You niggas ever think that I'm stressed too? (Huh)
 Niggas act like I owe 'em, that shit is stressful (no cap)
 Huh, my girl said, "Don't let it stress you"
 But she don't even know that I'm depressed too
 Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
 Most of my homies died, the rest of 'em doin' time
 And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
 I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (You niggas care?)
 Everybody got they hand out, askin' me for shit
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Niggas don't know what I'm goin' through, man)
 Do anybody care? Uh, uh, do anybody care that I'm stressed?
 (Do y'all niggas give a fuck what I'm goin' through?)
 The bullshit in life, everybody go through that
 But it's a lesson in it all, you gotta grow through that (uh-huh)
 I was down bad and broke, but I wrote through that
 Felt my problems would go away if I could blow through rap
 Dutch Master, smoke the whole two packs (smokin')
 This kind of stress, I wouldn't want my worst enemy to go through that (pssh)
 My cousin, he took a cord and put his throat through that
 I wish I had a chance to tell a nigga, "Don't do that" (fuck was you thinkin', nigga?)
 Uh, niggas don't understand depression is real (uh-huh)
 People stressin' 'bout real life shit, you stressin' your bills (that ain't stress, nigga)
 And not too long' after my cousin hung his-self (ha)
 I never told nobody, but I lost a son myself (damn)
 Imagine bein' in the hospital, holdin' your dead baby (uh)
 And he look just like you, you tryna keep from goin' crazy (that's my world)
 That's why I drink a bottle daily
 For all the shit I keep bottled in lately
 Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
 Most of my homies died, the rest of 'em doin' time
 And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
 I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (You niggas care?)
 Everybody got they hand out, askin' me for shit
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Niggas don't know what I'm goin' through, man)
 Do anybody care? Uh, uh, do anybody care that I'm stressed?
 (Do y'all niggas give a fuck what I'm goin' through?)
 Ten months old, I was abused (uh-huh)
 Kicked in the stomach, I swole up like a balloon (I was fucked up)
 Zipper on my stomach 'cause they split my liver (lil' baby)
 And not a day goes by where I don't sip my liquor (still drinkin')
 Where I don't roll one and twist my Swisher (pssh)
 Thought I was helpin' with the pain, but I'm just gettin' sicker (what's goin' on, man?)
 Uh, alcoholism is a sickness (uh-huh)
 How many people gonna admit that they addicted? (Nobody)
 Yeah, I drink 'cause I'm stressed
 I'm stressed 'cause I'm depressed, depressed 'cause I'm just tired of this shit
 They like, "Why you stressed, boy? You blessed"
 They don't know about the nights where I can't even get rest (I'm losin' sleep)
 Burnin' this kush while I pace
 Cryin' in the mirror every time I look at my face (I hate this shit)
 If you only knew what it took, what it takes
 You only care what I put in my safe, but (woo)
 Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
 Most of my homies died, the rest of 'em doin' time
 And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
 I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (You niggas care?)
 Everybody got they hand out, askin' me for shit
 But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Niggas don't know what I'm goin' through, man)
 Do anybody care? Uh, uh, do anybody care that I'm stressed?
 (Do y'all niggas give a fuck what I'm goin' through?)
 Do you know what it feels like to be alone?
 For the world to count you out?
 So you start countin' yourself out?
 You can't even look at yourself in the mirror 'cause you think that you're a loser
 Because everybody else seen you lost, they seen you fall
 They watch you, everybody watch you, they walk by you
 They wouldn't help you get back up
 You was all alone, you was in a dark place
 But one day, that spark kicked in you
 You said, you know what, you got that old feeling from when you was a winner
 When you was winnin', when everybody said they loved you
 But you was still by yourself
 You was by yourself them nights in the gym
 You was by yourself them nights in the trap
 And you said, "I'ma come back"
 And that's what you did, you came back
 But it was that moment, that moment when the world said, "I don't wanna be around you
 I don't know you, you're not popular, you're not a winner
 I don't got time to be waitin' for you to win again"
 You came alive
 That was the motivation that pushed you to come back
 And now you're back, now you're back at one hundred
 And everybody know your name again
 But you know what, you're not bitter, you're not mad
 You're back (you're back, you're back...)