FlakoTaco - Stress Therapy, Pt. 2 (feat. GodIsMikey)

Look, I've been on my grind
Damn near losing my mind
I've been in therapy over a year
Yet somehow I feel like that I hit rewind
I'm not feeling loose
Almost a little obtuse
My stress is laced up like a noose
Sitting and hoping I'll get out this slump
If I say fuck it all and just go head and jump
My life is really hard bro
My body moves in slow mo
Whenever people bother me
I find it hard to say no
And all they do is use me
Get what they want, abuse me
They stretching me real thin
You might as well just call me Luffy
Depression is stressing me
Making a mess of me
I'm tryin to figure it out
But if yall keep on testing my patience
Then I'll have no choice to hit you in your mouth
Hoe

I'm stressed, I'm stressed
I'm stressed I'm stressed I'm stressed and I'm
A mess, A mess
A mess a mess a mess I'm so
Depressed, Depressed
Depressed depressed depressed and man
I'm stressed, a mess, depressed depressed depressed

I'm sicker than what? Contagious
Of catching you niggas hatred
Like doctors I'm losing patience
I think it's time for some raging, I
Came in this bitch so steppa
Fold a nigga up like a wing lemon pepper
Stomp a nigga out and the boots botega
Bitch don't try it, I really don't let up
Mmmm
Lately I been in my bag, niggas know I really rap
Imma eat em like a snack, go
Mmmm
Fit em' wit a toe tag, it come wit a body bag
Got his niggas all sad like
Mmmm
Nigga actin' like he bad, but he really down bad
Life coming at him fast like
Mmmm
Nigga rappin' bout his cash, how he blowin' money fast
Just to spend it on some vag like mmmm
Somebody tell em' don't fuck wit me
Like 10 niggas pull up in trucks wit me
If I relay my niggas'll run wit me
Bitch i'm sonning these niggas no custody

Lately a nigga been stressed out
Rapping this shit wit my chest out
Wild like a bitch wit ha breast out
Dumpin the clip till the rest out
Lately a nigga been stressed out
Rapping this shit wit my chest out
Wild like a bitch wit ha breast out
Dumpin the clip till the rest out
I'm stressed, I'm stressed
I'm gone off all this liquor
I'm a mess, a mess
Don't ask me why i'm trippin
Bitch I'm stressed, I'm stressed
I'm gone off all this liquor
I'm a mess, a mess
I'm heated but I gotta keep it
Cool

Written by:
Dayshun Young, Jose Aizpurua-Figueroa

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