Stress'n Me Out

[Intro:] Aye yo Blac Haze representin Before I even start, I'm a fire one up (Ch-ch-ch) Fire one up for my niggas [inhales] That's for my real motherfuckin niggas, know I'm sayin? I got so many playa hatin ass niggas, talkin shit behind my back This just, this track is called stressed out Cause that's what the fuck I am I'm stressed the fuck out Check me on this shit, my nigga [Verse 1:] I wonder why they fuckin with' ME? I can't call it as a true Momma done raised an alcoholic I cock my nine, prayin that a nigga don't provoke me Fuck the police, cause I know they all hope we die Just a young nigga, caught up in that fast lane I speed-ball, yes y'all, it's a fast game But still wonderin why them niggas wantin ME? Game official, never leave home without my pistol Playa haters criticize, and no surprise Trick bitches wanna fuck me, so they tellin lies Tryin'a set me up, get me wetted Keep fuckin with them scandelous hoes, you gon' regret it Drama said bet it, and see I floss with niggas that straight chase You'll be trippin when them niggas put them guns in yo face Y'all fools don't want it, the bullshit, I don't need it I'm smoked out, I stay weeded, my heater stay heated They stressin me out, I'm trippin, why they actin wild? I'm outta weed, so now I'm puffin Black n' Mild Hennessey got me spooked, them niggas plottin I'm screamin "wait a minute! ", but them niggas ain't stoppin Take me out the game, bullet wounds hit'cha frame I can feel attention when them niggas say my names If I gotta go, let me ride You can never feel the pain inside Nowhere to hide [Intermission:] What's my problem? What's my motherfuckin problem? Okay, I'm a tell ya my motherfuckin problem Aight, how many fuck niggas Got my fuckin name in they grille? Stop talkin about me, nigga! Stop playa hatin against me, nigga! Ya know I'm sayin? Get'cha own shit! Nigga, fuck me!? No nigga, fuck you! Busta ass niggas... [Verse 2:] Them niggas full of demons, I hear 'em screamin Is my mind playin tricks? What's the motherfuckin meaning? I cock my nine, I'm a burn on yo crew My baby-mama, shit, she done turned on me too I'm hearin rumors, I heard you're fuckin my man Can't understand why she left me stuck in the sand In '92, I lost my old G I'm reminiscin' on the lessons, that she told me Sometimes I feel, I'm about to kick the bucket If them niggas ain't feelin me, fuck it I'm givin testimonies, nigga wanna sear my fate I'm squeezin all fifteen, split'cha spleen Nigga tell me, why I have to be like that? Aye yo Dave, them niggas can't see my trap When I pull my shit, them fools die pronto Nigga I ain't trippin, roll up and fire a toe If it's the end, I'm a die on a high-note Fuck savin money, cause most niggas die broke Bitch made niggas, eat a dick, for the stress you caused Show ya how a real motherfucka floss, real niggas talk [Intermission:] I bet'chu wonder why I'm trippin I bet'chu motherfuckin wonderin Why the fuck I'm trippin I'm a tell you why I'm trippin, ya know I'm sayin? I'm a tell you what the fuck Every time I turn around Y'all niggas in my ear on some gay shit, on some fuck shit Criticizing me, why the fuck you criticizing me, playa? Ya know I'm sayin, get'cha own shit my nigga! For real though, on the motherfuckin real though I'm puttin down, represent EKG world-wide Ya know I'm sayin, I be smoked out Cause I'm stressed out Ya know I'm sayin, I be gettin high Ya know I'm sayin, just to get by Niggas don't understand what it's all about, my nigga I'm puttin it down to fullest man, I ain't even do perfect! But these niggas around me, they trippin Causin me to just go off on some other shit I stay on some other shit, I put it down like this I'm a real nigga, I'm real with this shit But right now, I'm a fire this joint back up (Ch-ch-ch-ch, [inhale] ahhhhh) And I'm a... get high Ya know I'm sayin... and do my thang And let y'all niggas... do y'all thang Cause I ain't trippin Hahaha... ahhahaha... I ain't trippin nigga! I ain't even motherfuckin trippin! Nigga what? I'm just chillin nigga