Stressed Lyrics
[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Life is 'bout trials and tribulations
And overcomin' obstacles, but I'm tired of shit I'm facin'
'Cause it's not only mines, got everybody's situations
That I gotta make better, and that shit take cheddar (That shit cost)
I guess everybody want me to save 'em (Pssh)
I guess niggas think ten million what Shady paid him
I tell 'em, "No", they talk down on me and try to play it
Guess they forgot about all the other shit that I gave 'em (What about all the other times, nigga?)
Funny how they can be so forgetful
Of all that other shit I say yes to (They forgot about that, huh?)
I'm sure this is somethin' every real nigga worldwide can attest to
When a nigga need something, the only time they call and check you (That's all facts)
You niggas ever think that I'm stressed too? (Huh)
Niggas act like I owe 'em, that shit is stressful (Cash)
Huh, my girl said, "Don't let it stress you"
But she don't even know that I'm depressed too
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
Most of my homies died, the rest of 'em doin' time
And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (You niggas care?)
Everybody got they hand out, askin' me for shit
But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Niggas don't know what I'm goin' through, man)
Do anybody care? Uh, uh, do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Do y'all niggas give a f*ck what I'm goin' through?)
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
The bullshit in life, everybody go through that
But it's a lesson in it all, you gotta grow through that (Uh huh)
I was down bad and broke, but I wrote through that
Felt my problems would go away if I could blow through rap
Dutch Master, smoke the whole two packs (Smokin')
This kind of stress, I wouldn't want my worst enemy to go through that (Pssh)
My cousin, he took a cord and put his throat through that
I wish I had a chance to tell a nigga, "Don't do that" (f*ck was you thinkin', nigga?)
Uh, niggas don't understand depression is real (Uh huh)
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People stressin' 'bout real life shit, you stressin' your bills (That ain't stress, nigga)
I done seen my Unc' after my cousin hung his self (Hah)
I never told nobody, but I lost a son myself (Damn)
Imagine bein' in the hospital, holdin' your dead baby (Uh)
And he look just like you, you tryna keep from goin' crazy (That's my world)
That's why I drink a bottle daily
For all the shit I keep bottled in lately
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
Most of my homies died, the rest of 'em doin' time
And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
But do anybody care that I'm stressed? (You niggas care?)
Everybody got they hand out, askin' me for shit
