Stressin’ (Interlude)

[Intro]
Every- every morning we recording tell 'em we don't stop (stop)
I'm performin' baby please don't stop
Every morning tell 'em we don't stop
Uh, yeah, mic check

[Verse 1]
Ain't nowhere to start this music's pulling my heart
Tuggin' on the tassel while my brain clears dark
This dilemma overlooked, a dumb, broke rapper turned a crook
Still ain't gained the courage to write this in the book
Check the mirror past few years my identity broken
Frizzy hair in despair and this smile is hopeless
Eyes wicked but I latch on an instinctive focus
I split open the ocean to make it to make it to the promised land
It's like the story of Moses
Hearing my sorrows in the twilight, its hypnosis
Regardless I treat this song like it's my own kid
My face swiftin' through phases, baptized in water
Gimme my earned honor, no longer a rap toddler
A newborn artist no baton, I'm the author
Never one to bargain, my stake is top dollar
Look, this the last chance I face the world, it's vital
So how I'mma make a fortune with this system 'round my title?
Matter of fact why is it gambled in this game
It's all that lurks in my brain, feels like I'm running in place
Nobody running my plays, my gaze sways seeking them better days
It's quite ironic that my purpose to give attained through robbery
Wholeheartedly regarded to put one before a part of me
It's like I'm diggin the dirt to make my name into a monarchy
No wonder where I'll end up, it's the outcome of mortality

[Verse 2]
In a primitive time drifting away to find my place
Thinking what could've came a century before in this lane
Tryna get out, quit this lifestyle and do what I've wanna
Stack the comma tryna form a world of wonder
But no matter how I flow, where I go, she's the reason that I be
Pour the passion on a beat, it's an obsession
Leaving a college career with a baby embedded
And we was forming a future you got me stressin'
Wish I lacked sympathy 'cause hip-hop was my trinity
Saved me from the garbage it was meant for me
Said I'mma make it just to get someone to replace you…
Smile through the pain still, more empty than a paste fill
We was on a mission but I beat the case at last
She violent, sober, mad
Tryna make a bag but I'mma make it back