Stressed

I'm feeling stressed
Sipping liquor
Can't find my mind
Where its at
Pour me another shot

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't where
My mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at
I'm feeling stressed

Sickened by the bloody bags
Dripping from the illest intentions
Of stoned killers
In the projects dealing
The hood was so corrupt
I'm not even thinking nothing of it
As I proceeded to bust shots
I kept it coming
Thugging the more I loved it
And running the from police
Represented thug life
And showed no peace
The deeper I got into the weed
The more I strayed off
And the streets
Was my second home indeed
Late nights kicking it
Up under the street lights
I'm hanging with the fellas
I'll be in by midnight
So momma don't worry
Cause' I'm alright believe that
The thugs on the block
Is looking out for us young cats
Embracing the feeling
One day to kick it
Just like the realest
In motion in time parted
From homies no longer living
I love and I really miss'em
They all kicking it in heaven
With they backs against the wall
Straight chilling

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at
I'm feeling stressed

Lost in conflicted visions
Salvation will paint my picture
I'm lost
But never knowing the debt
Till I pay the cost
I'm addicted to money
Guns and drugs and ski-mask
Blasting automatics at a rate
When it came to cash
You talk down on me
Like you ain't feeling my struggle
An adolescent with the gift of gap
Forced to hustle
What's in my destination
My fate waiting patiently
For me to take it
Shaking it like its the new religion
But I got to face it
It ain't no love left
And if it was
It'll probably be wasted on hating
Instead of giving it to the thugs
Nobody cared for me
But they so quick to judge
And when their wrong
They less to care about damage done
Then they expect me to show'em love
Man I ain't dumb
I'm a kid from the gutter
Trying to have something
But you ain't feeling that
Cause' you would rather see me
Locked up with my hands
Chained up behind my back

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at
I'm feeling stressed

Blinded by tears
Lord forgive us
Guns kill
Thug living my better days
As I remain here
Smoking on weed keyed
And laced with cemetery visions
Of being driving to hell
Just reminiscing with liquor
I got a feeling
That we just going to have to deal
With these killings
Until the blind
Find their own selfish vision
I'm more than missing times
I got to kick it with homies
Who passed away
Say prayer
Lift my head
Walk away
Tragedy awaits us
Who am I to say
It's going to be better days
When I can't understand these days
Gods' plan
Devour the selfish wicked cowards
As they breathe freely
Speaking from their tongues
Crooked preachers
Lies carried into seeds
Only a matter of time
Before they grow up
Feeling harder to smile indeed
I know that you can't believe
Hard to believe
You a victim of society
But not me

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at

I'm drinking liquor
And I don't know
Where my mind is at
I'm feeling stressed
And I don't know
Where to find it at
I'm feeling stressed