Can’t Hold My Head Up

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters]
My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed
But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks
I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath
'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet

[Chorus: Matt Peters]
I'm drowning, waves come crashing down
I can't hold my head up
No one can save me from myself
This suffering

[Verse 1: Jehry Robinson]
I said I'll never get out alive
Yeah, everyone's killing my vibe
Yeah, don't got no ceiling, I fly
All seems dependent 'til somеbody dies
I think I suffer from pride
Thеy tried to kill me but I'm a survivor
Don't need a pill 'cause I'm already driving
Been in the kitchen like this is a knife
One minute I'm up, then I'm suicidal
Must've been something I read in the Bible
No human being can ever be my idol
Never got let in, I had to get high
To see all the lows that I hold in my head
Yeah, not worthy of any respect
Put in a hundred to get a percent
Showed up for success, ended up all depressed
And tired of pretending I'm not in my head
I'm not in attendance and no disrespect
I could've been dead and nobody checked
Wish I could get high and just hide in this bed
Don't think I could ever define all this mess
Yeah, I'm feeling tired and stressed
Yeah, we taking over the world
Yeah, fuck if you try to contest, blessed

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters]
My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed
But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks
I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath
'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet

[Chorus: Matt Peters]
I'm drowning, waves come crashing down
I can't hold my head up
No one can save me from myself
This suffering

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
I get a little depressed yeah
I've been a little bit stressed
What I keep saying and I just be playing it off
Save it up like it was checks yeah
But it ain't been easy to cut, no
The door ain't been easy to shut, no
You think I've been breezing through life
But it's easy for me because I ain't cutthroat
But I know it's seasonal, put on the seasoning
Cook it up like little punks when you seeing 'em
Do what I do for a reason
People depressed and ain't leave and I ain't try'na be with 'em
I got another life and I got a wife
Had to think about that when I got a knife to my wrist
It ain't really right, but this shit's like a fight night without the fists
What would it be without Krizz?
A little bit hollow, difficult pill to swallow
How would you follow it up, unless you got his DNA in the bottle
Yeah, feel like there's money to get yeah
I ain't the one that'll sit here
Try'na take over the world, I don't need a little and just leave the rest

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters]
My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed
But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks
I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath
'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet

[Chorus: Matt Peters]
I'm drowning, waves come crashing down
I can't hold my head up
No one can save me from myself
This suffering