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stress - desmo. lyrics

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[verse 1]
i ain’t made a dollar in a minute
got a bank account, nothin’ in it
been a while since i’ve seen triple digits
if they’re handing out awards for being stressed, i’ma win it

got a place, got a girl, got a car
so try and tell me that it really ain’t hard
you get the feeling you ain’t moving real far
when the place you wanna be isn’t where you really are

maybe i should count my blessings, not my struggles
i go to work, i’ve been stayin’ out of trouble
standin’ on two feet, but i stumble
it happens more and more, got me sittin’ pretty humble

it’s one step forward, two back again
still trippin’ in the place that i’ve always been
feel sorry for myself and i’m tired of this
can’t get it out my head and it’s doing me in, ay

[chorus]
(sick of bein broke boy)
i don’t care about a benz, give a f-ck about a drop top
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
i’d be rollin’ in a cheap -ss car, but it’s paid off

(sick of bein’ broke boy)
won’t catch me in the back of the club gettin’ faded
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
wouldn’t worry at the end of the month if i made rent

[verse 2]
takin’ my time just to focus
i do my best keepin’ awake
i don’t know if you can relate
but it’s hard to sleep when you feel so f-ckin’ hopeless

but i bottle up these emotions
they build until i can’t see through the commotion
my head is attacking itself with no motive
it’s got me convinced the solution is

just give up, get f-cked up
pour that sh-t, empty that cup
so far down, down on my luck
so far down, down on my luck

just give up, get f-cked up
pour that sh-t, empty that cup
so far down, down on my luck
so far down, down on my luck, ay, ay

[chorus]
(sick of bein’ broke boy)
i don’t care about a benz, give a f-ck about a drop top
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
i’d be rollin in a cheap -ss car, but it’s paid off

(sick of bein’ broke boy)
won’t catch me in the back of the club getting faded
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
wouldn’t worry at the end of the month if i made rent

(sick of bein’ broke boy)
i don’t care about a benz, give a f-ck about a drop top
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
i’d be rollin in a cheap -ss car, but it’s paid off

(sick of bein’ broke boy)
won’t catch me in the back of the club getting faded
(if i was countin’ notes boy)
wouldn’t worry at the end of the month if i made rent

- desmo lyrics

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