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letra de stressed out - scarfo da plug

[intro]
f-ck
every day it’s something new
scarfo da plug

[chorus]
all i’m asking for is a peace of mind
i thought that money’s supposed to help out (i thought)
i violate probation, i’m stressed out (i’m sorry)
i’m always strapped up when i step out
it’s some n-ggas close to me want x me out (f-ck ’em)
it’s some n-ggas snitchin’ tryna exit out (they rats)
and i just want my lil b-tch to f-ck me back (ooh)
all she ever do is run her mouth (shut up)
my mama stay strapped, we on section eight (real story)
my sister fifteen, she just had a baby (d-mn)
my lil brother wake up and hit the streets (lil brother)
i’m prayin’ for that n-gga daily (i love that lil n-gga)
hect down the road, he just took five
i’m prayin’ for that n-gga daily (free drugrixh hect)
back on the wall, rent past due (b-tch)
how the f-ck you gon’ blame me? (plug)

[verse 1]
who’s fault is it i’ve been living in the drug zone since a baby?
my mama was workin’ so gangsters raised me (the streets)
my school kicked me out because my behavior (trap)
i believed in my wrist, i didn’t need a savior
and my pops was the plug, i didn’t need a favor (real sh-t)
had to get it right then, i couldn’t get it later
’cause the lights, water, rent had to get paid
had to pray a lil harder, get on my knees (allah)
i was hurtin’, they didn’t try to intervene
i was moving gas bags at fifteen
while you n-ggas playin’ games on your tv screen (lil n-gga)
had to jump off the porch like a trampoline (real high)
big four-five with a green beam (i see you)
silly b-tch tryna make me work for it (silly b-tch)
told that lil b-tch you not riri (you not)
i’m stressed but i know that i’m blessed (i’m blessed)
i got all this sh-t on my chest (i’m stressed)
i’m tryna improve my quality of life
so i’m cautious and watch all my steps (i’m cautious)
these n-ggas don’t know me, keep pushin’ b-ttons
they gon’ make me do somethin’ that i’ma regret (don’t make me)
more money more problems, more shooters hiding
they shooting like they was on set

[verse 2]
i blame myself when i think about gucci (i blame myself)
like i should’ve been there, or something else that i can do (i should’ve been there)
n-ggas talkin’ get back, i was tear on every move (you know i’m slidin’)
i’m riding shotgun, i’m the one that’s gon’ shoot
everybody wanna be drugrixh (drugrixh)
but couldn’t walk a mile in these shoes (they can’t)
[?] go google me, i ain’t got nothin’ to prove (real n-gga)
i was doin’ percs and them xanax (i was, depressed)
i ain’t had nothin’ to lose (i didn’t)
playin’ with fire, flirting with the devil (hot)
young n-gga was losin’ his screws (goin’ crazy)
crazy thing is, think you would feel better when you draped in designer and diamonds (ice, you don’t)
the flawless facade is blinding (it’s blinding)
i love my haters, they just keep on reminding, me (they do)
why i’d rather got that blue, pink, and green (racks)
i can tell that you stressed, drinking wockhardt green (lame)
it turned out to be a nightmare, i thought it should’ve been a dream (they lied)

- scarfo da plug

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