Stress
We were cool, you were drunk
I was acting, thinking you had something for me
We were young, we were dumb
We was trashing hotels at West Palm Beach
Fight every night, drowning ourselves in codeine
Come back to life, but wakin’ up with a nose bleed, yeah
Can’t find my soul
You stole my patience, but I won’t overthink it too much
It’s sucks, but I think the worst part is
I’m holdin’ up the weight for two hearts
So if you see me in the city, you should stick to your ways
Like I’m dead, better off without your mess
Callin’ up, I call you stress
I’m a prophet, baby, you don’t know destiny
More money, more problems, more enemies
Love spells make your love feel heavenly
[?] I promise you gon’ remember me
Link up, don’t let go of me
Only you will know who you supposed to be
She like, “Baby, you way too cold for me”
Now I got her body singin’ like Jodeci
Now we mixin’ up the molly with the Hennessy
Now she mixin’ up emotions, I feel jealousy
You were never who you perceived to be
Now my soul burning like a third degree, yeah
Fight every night, drowning ourselves in codeine
Come back to life, but wakin’ up with a nose bleed, yeah
Can’t find my soul
You stole my patience, but I won’t overthink it too much
It’s sucks, but I think the worst part is
I’m holdin’ up the weight for two hearts
So if you see me in the city, you should stick to your ways
Like I’m dead, better off without your mess
Callin’ up, I call you stress
Fight every night, drowning ourselves in codeine
(Fight every night, drowning ourselves in codeine)
Come back to life, but wakin’ up with a nose bleed, yeah
(Come back to life, but wakin’ up with a nose bleed, yeah)
Can’t find my soul
You stole my patience, but I won’t overthink it too much
It’s sucks, but I think the worst part is
I’m holdin’ up the weight for two hearts
So if you see me in the city, you should stick to your ways
Like I’m dead, better off without your mess
Callin’ up, I call you stress
Stress 专辑歌曲
歌曲 | 歌手 | 专辑 |
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Stress | Icy Narco | Stress |