Confessions to Stress

Wanna riot tryna fight it
Pound for pound i'm not backing down
Skating but not a flyer
Hoping the lord gives me message
Niggas been testing
Women i love is stressing

Losing light in the day
Burning my patience like food in the tray
Burning my hands so i'm dropping the pan
Am i losing this fight
Where is my light
Where is my angel
Falling for angles
My heart is in tangles
In the studio
I'm just tryna float
I need boat like noah
Ion wanna borrow no more
Y'all can't compare
Wanna be fed but i wanna grab my own fork
Hear the torque when i hit the gas
New bitch said you going to fast
In out of lanes like
I'm surfing a wave in Hawaii
Fuck wit my check
I hit john gotti and catch a body
Not my life style
It's not the west so it ain't wild
But don't test Gods child

365 out the year
I used to drop tears in all of em
Used to get high in all of em
Reach my final form faster than clay
Momma pray for me everyday
I jus want this growth n success
Fuck getting diamonds on my neck



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Willams
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