Anxious
My niggas worried bout the finest women
Meanwhile a nigga mind was bendin'
My time was endin'
Tryna make the most of the time I'm given
I mean, I'm fine. I'm livin'
Sipping the vine
And I'm kinda slippin'
Trapped in a dark place
I been under a cloud
Ashamed of the things that a nigga allowed
Picture a nigga standing there proud
Scanning the crowd
At the same time he chantin his vows
Anxious member of society now
Be a victim of police impropriety, wow
Yo own people cheer you on but they quietly doubt
Stress got me at the crib tryna quiet the loud
In a cold world, we got no blankets
A nigga's grind couldn't be more thankless
My nigga said we need more Franklins
Understandably, I'm so anxious
Tryna finish them degrees had me stressed out
At the doctor like 50 cent with the chest out
A million wires connected just to assess how
My heart was working but midway I had to jet out
Told 'em it had to wait
I'm tryna graduate
And I got class today
I'd rather pass and pass away than have to stay
One more semester
I greet pressure like "my pleasure"
Picture me on a stretcher
Doctor told a nigga that it wasn't bad as seemed
But it looked like I was breakin down at the seams
The things a nigga sacrifice when he chasing a dream
believed in me to the point where I was ready to leave
In a box with my niggas takin me to the king
Wife greavin we were speaking bout a seed in the spring
Fam crying in the crowd as the choir did sing
Gain the world and lose ya self
That's a hell of theme
That's why I'm
Meanwhile a nigga mind was bendin'
My time was endin'
Tryna make the most of the time I'm given
I mean, I'm fine. I'm livin'
Sipping the vine
And I'm kinda slippin'
Trapped in a dark place
I been under a cloud
Ashamed of the things that a nigga allowed
Picture a nigga standing there proud
Scanning the crowd
At the same time he chantin his vows
Anxious member of society now
Be a victim of police impropriety, wow
Yo own people cheer you on but they quietly doubt
Stress got me at the crib tryna quiet the loud
In a cold world, we got no blankets
A nigga's grind couldn't be more thankless
My nigga said we need more Franklins
Understandably, I'm so anxious
Tryna finish them degrees had me stressed out
At the doctor like 50 cent with the chest out
A million wires connected just to assess how
My heart was working but midway I had to jet out
Told 'em it had to wait
I'm tryna graduate
And I got class today
I'd rather pass and pass away than have to stay
One more semester
I greet pressure like "my pleasure"
Picture me on a stretcher
Doctor told a nigga that it wasn't bad as seemed
But it looked like I was breakin down at the seams
The things a nigga sacrifice when he chasing a dream
believed in me to the point where I was ready to leave
In a box with my niggas takin me to the king
Wife greavin we were speaking bout a seed in the spring
Fam crying in the crowd as the choir did sing
Gain the world and lose ya self
That's a hell of theme
That's why I'm
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Writer(s): Kevin Christopher
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