sxnchay - Off My Chest

You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah, yeah
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah
Yeah, gotta get this shit up off my chest, yeah, yeah
Ce la vie, but I wanna, yeah, okay
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah, yeah
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah
Yeah, gotta get this shit up off my chest, yeah, yeah
Ce la vie, but I wanna get the best, yeah
I've been looking from the outside in
They act like they don't know me but they just ignoring
And I'm not answering, my phone, my texts
My bitch upset I don't pick up her calls,
Except, when, it's time for phone sex
Girl I'm stressed, I'm not even talking to my friends
Cooped up in my room, self doubt and regrets,
Meditate and repent
Motherfuckers, tell me keep your chin up
Head high, get that bread, be a winner
I wanna fly instead, wake up in my bed
Turned into an insect, what's for dinner
Uh, uh
Keep your spirits lifted, how can I
Do you not see that I'm gifted, am I
Kinda sorta a professional, semi
Do you not, okay, yeah
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah, yeah
You know I can't deal with no stress, aye,
Yeah, gotta get this shit up off my chest, yeah, yeah
Ce la vie, but I wanna get the,
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah, yeah
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah,
Yeah, gotta get this shit up off my chest, yeah, yeah
Ce la vie but I wanna get the best, yeah, yeah
I spend my days dreaming of success
Packed out shows girls pulling out their breasts
For me to sign or give em a pearl necklace
Nevertheless, I know it hasn't happened yet
Some secrets I keep with me, some I can't wait to get off my chest
Don't learn from the past too busy learning from the best
Haven't showered in three days and my hair's a mess, yes
Tryna find peace always want more never less
Not too impressed with what I think of myself, shit
How many times can I say bitch before they call me sexist
Bitch, I think it's about time you get the message
She likes it when I call her that and I'm not flexing
Do you even follow that, maybe I'm just testing
Getting tired of justifying myself,
Stop requesting answers to questions that you can find yourself
Give me a break, from self hate
I'll do whatever it takes
Take solace in the fact that I'm realer than you fakes
Fuck fakes and face fucks got too much on my plate
Call me a pussy cos I am what I ate, uh uh
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah
Yeah, gotta get this shit up off my chest, yeah, yeah
Ce la vie, but I wanna get the best, uh
You know I can't deal with no stress, yeah
One take

Written by:
Sanchay Wadhwa

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