Stressed - A COLORS SHOW

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down I must be stressed
I've got like 13 years of age that I ain't still got off my chest
It must be so much more to life if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fucking shaded, must be down
I must be stressed I must be

Cooler than glaciers I'm straight as the lines on my paper
I must be, out of my nature, put that on my lord and my savior
I must be, ready for more, ready to go, universe spoke
(I must be I know)

You don't really want no parts in it
Only do shit if my heart's in it
These days feelings on shortages
And I only show love to my pharmacist
Darling, I've been shady, feelings fading, I've been lackadaisy
So far, so frustrating, I've been snortin' lines like it's the 80s please

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down I must be stressed
I've got like 13 years of age that I ain't still got off my chest
It must be so much more to life if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down I must be stressed
I must be

(And I don't forget bitch ass nigga)
(We coming for you)
(Bitch ass nigga)

Sabotaging me till I'm forced to rip the mask off
This lobotomy is just a reflection of the last lost
This body is in remembrance of the last lost
And this lady is too pretentious of the mascot
Look got a 22 I wouldn't call this bitch a catch-22
But here is your body back that I can dig for you
Let me live for you, let me crawl inside your body
Make a meal of you and tell you how many times I ain't feelin you, bitch

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down I must be stressed
I've got like 13 years of age that I ain't still got off my chest
It must be so much more to life if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down I must be stressed

I must be lost in my regrets
I must be down I must be stressed
I've had like 13 years of age that I still ain't got off my chest
It must be so much more to life if I had diamonds and baguettes
I must be stupid, fucking shaded
Must be down I must be stressed I must be yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah nigga
I got my champagne, you know, I'm in Vetements right now
I'm in Balenciagas bitch, I'm with colors you know
And I'm still stressed



Credits
Writer(s): Iotosh Israel Mykal Geister Poyser, Jaylah Ji Mya Hickmon, Zachary Nabil Webster, Jason Esosa Idehen
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