[Lyric] Blunts wine (Dre Prince)

I seem to be the one that my friends come to
When they goin thru they problems
I'm feelin low myself so how the fuck i supposed to solve em
But i still try dont trip about it im a chill guy
Friend of mine tell me that her man no longer please her
Call her out her name cheat on her and beat her
Her mama always bitchin her friends went trickin
Her little brother got caught up in hood coalitions
And then she wonder why i stay gone off the reefer
Certified cheefer lookin like a frequent sleeper
Better than poppin pills from them headaches that you get from stressin hop in the bed and get some sex in
Oh i forgot
You fell out wit yo nigga you may need some liquor
But girl that bottle is a killer
Im not influencing i know that you are new to this
But take a hit so you can just fade and get away from pain

CHORUS
Jus breathe, no stress
Good weed, good sex
Why you wanna live life complex
You should just chill, watch the sunset
In bad times, pour wine
Kick back recline
You need a lil time to unwind
Wit Blunts & wine
I seem to be the one
That get caught up in some shit dnt even start the problem
Because im wit my niggas ima have they back regardless
But thats fucked up for stayin true you can get fucked up
By some niggas who he beefin wit
Because of who he sleepin wit
And apparently he keeps a clip
Standing my ground but now im duckin down
Cause i thought i heard a thousand rounds
And bodies show up where its goin down
After a crazy day i call my lady over for that drink consumption
She rub my back and then we get to fuckin
10 hours later we just vibe away
Bumpin donnie hathaway pour and smokin the time away
Im away from all my worries of me being buried
Or stackin cash all in a hurry so the bills won't hurt me
Everything is going a ok
Wish i could live this moment everyday
Until i lay away but hey

CHORUS

Could you be the one
To relieve me from the stress misery and drama
Or are you preaching false hope to me like Obama
That would be fucked up
To have me thinkin that i lucked up
Came from the bottom where the lil women suck up
Quit throwing them dollars they be stoppin 4 yo nut come
Cops come chasing lil niggas who may got guns
Til they hit that fence then they ass catch a hot one got one
Coach this is what im hearing from the poch(i mean porch)
And this the reason i will neva vote
Dodging fuck niggas crazy bitches and court cases
Vacate to a place where there are no racist
Dnt judge a book by its cover author or the pages
And everybody share experience throughout their ages
But im just fantasizing
Sometimes i feel like im a mastermind
No stress ima handle mine..yea
CHORUS

ENDING
NO MORE STRESS
NO MORE PROBLEMS
GOTTA KEEP MOVING GOTTA KEEP DODGING
NO NO NO STOPPING
GOTTA KEEP MOVIN GOTTA KEEP DODGING
NO MORE STRESS NO MORE PROBLEMS
GOTTA KEEP MOVIN NEVA AM I STOPPIN
FUCK PROBLEMS FUCK STRESS!!!