Everyday Stresses

[Chorus: Bakarii]
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Early morning as I rise, I'm feeling bad with a hangover
Man, I slammed about 3 [?] tryna shake this shit off
All my blessings turned to stresses, as I got a little bit older
Niggas always [?]
Niggas always been [?]
But now niggas wanna come for me, young guns wanna come for me
A little soldier on the block, nigga
Everybody want some from me
Thinking I done made it, nigga
Everything you see
Cost bread, and I done paid it, nigga
I'm tryna feed my seeds, full of greed as I chase this grip
Tryna get it legitimate, hustling in this rap game
But these rappers on some silly shit, they mad 'cause I done switched the game
Fuck the fame, I'm out for bread
Getting that change, keeping me fed
Flossing when I got to, cross me, and I got you
Hog niggas'll be at you
Nigga, on you like a tattoo
You can get proof if you want to
Press me, destress me
You'll find who the best be
None of you niggas can hang with this real killer
Coming up out the vill, nigga
My shit is real, nigga

[Verse 2: Short Nitty]
This shit is real
Representing real
I wake up early in the morning, to a house full of motherfuckers
With the aroma of my corner, coming from a [?]
Life's lessons tought me how to walk the path of the vill had to offer
It was hell, but I prospered
In a cell, hot and bothered
Both of the kids I done fathered
Peers never been forgotten
When the streets chose us all, off the rip [?]
[?] through the stresses
[?] lessons being tought to a child with no blessings
In the rain, I learned to cut the corners when it's slippery
And pain, [?] to me
The name, was something that ain't never meant shit to me
I came, to change what they thought would be the end of me
A gutter child, [?] motherfucking [?] ain't never smiled
[?] find a way out now, how? It's a mystery
Really [?]
Might as well [?] til I bail, yeah, nigga, might as well

[Chorus: Bakarii]
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right

[Verse 3: Bakarii]
You wanna see a nigga like me?
A stetistic, too simplistic, I'm god gifted
Like Kyle [?]
A heavy hitter
'Cause all my life, all I see is strife
Another body found bloody on a late night
Look in the mearor, try to tell myself "Go get the wealth and kill the stress"
A gutter vet, major threat with a tech
Bussing at a stress, can't settle for less
If a suit [?] and dockers and dickies
Because I'm boss, all about the sauce
But to you, I'm a contender that already lost
Practically handcuffed, since I stepped out the woom
Vested up, making it tough
For niggas to bring my doom
Sick of the same old shit, and I'm 'bout to get the [?]
These bitches think I'm rich, but I'm stingy like The Grinch
Power moves, pay my doos, counting riches like a treasure chest
With them [?] seescape, 'cause everyday stress

[Verse 4: TXX Will]
This everyday shit, got a young nigga stressed
Smoking on sesh, asking the lord [?]
I'm a real nigga out here, riding my grind
My bitch staying mad, 'cause I ain't spending no time
But I can't slow it down, 'cause I'm [?]
Everytime I turn around, my son is growing out his shoes
You know I love the little nigga
So all I gotta do is make my hustle a little bigger
I'm tryna get some come up, but I ain't got it how I want it
I'm tryna make a million out of 1500
I got me a Glock, and it's cocked, posted up
On the block selling rocks, til the spot gets hot
I'm tryna find a way out the gutter, it's a cold motherfucker
And believe me, the streets don't love ya
I give it what I got, til it ain't nothing left
And everyday I pray to get away from my stress

[Chorus: Bakarii]
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right
Everyday stresses
Everyday life, got me feeling like I'm trapped where I'm living, ain't right
Everyday stresses of life
Got me pulling out my strap, how I'm living ain't right