[Lyric] Stressed Out (Derek Antoine Lee)

I don't sleep, i don't eat, nigga
I just be searching youtube for a fuckin beat, nigga
Smoking on that brittnay guillotte, I'm obsolete, nigga
Cutting the bullshit, time for me to delete niggas
I do this rap shit, time for me to defeat niggas
Don't run to me when I'm finally on my feet, nigga
I'm at the finish line, I'm that nigga you greet
I be that nigga one day in the future you tryna meet, nigga
I'm that nigga! Derek Antoine Lee, nigga, get my shades and the money
Then spark a sweet, nigga…fuck them other niggas, low-key they wanna be me, nigga
They can't believe what they eyes allow them to see, they ask
"is it really me"? the same lil Derek Lee?, with a mohawk and crooked teeth? who was blind to this life of weed shit?..yeap! hahaa
Its really me, nigga! dreaded my mohawk, smiling, and smoking weed, nigga
Fuck what niggas say!, how the fuck i try to be me, nigga?
How the fuck do i try to be who i be? u blind to this fuckin rap shit
You don't wanna see me, nigga..i fucks with none! I'm not apart of a team
I have very few supporters, but fuck it, thats all i need
I feel like I'm in the lead, a champion.. fuck the ring, nigga
I'm on a cloud that'll probably never end, nigga
I can wear anything, fuck it, its now a trend, nigga
Fuck all of you fuck niggas, and good luck nigga, you need it
Im cutting you rappers off, you bleeding boy
VERSE 2:
They say when niggas get money, act funny shit come along with it
Fuck them niggas who say that, cuz they not out there tryna get it
Tryna cop me a Maybach and get out of this fuckin city, you don't want it, just stay there, I'm joining this money committee, nigga
Fuck you!, its all about the money nigga, fuck the fame, everything
Make sure its hunnids, nigga, i don't give a fuck about nothing!
But my mom, my lil broda, my grams, and uncle sam, nigga
Give me a pound, fuck buying it by the gram nigga
I want this shit now, I'm tryna take care of fam, nigga
They say I'm not gonna make it, well i be damned! nigga!
Fuck a hypothesis, monotistic i am, nigga

VERSE 3
Imma be literally counting my fuckin blessing, thanking God for all of my life lessons
I catch everything, niggas just don't direct it, whether you like Lee or not, you gone respect it
Give me a mic and a beat then imma reck it
Give me ya life and some tea, you niggas breakfast
I'm the star of the movie, you niggas extras, when it comes to this rap shit get hectic, from new orleans but started rappin in texas..flow was outta control had to arrest it, murder capital, its clear that I'm undomestic.. which one of you rap niggas willing to test it?

VERSE 4
My dreads fake, my nails black, some may even say I'm wack, but fuck it
I be relaxed,nigga…check ya bitch cuz she think I'm all lat nigga..im speaking shit that is actually fuckin facts, niggas talk behind my back but respect when I'm fuckin present, I'm the God. and all of you niggas peasants, to me you niggas irrelevant..007 these niggas
Its really sad that these niggas be really mad over shit that they never had and prolly (probably) never gone get cuz the sit and talk shit bout nigga who getting it, neva been one to hate on or envy shit… on some tryna get super rich quickie shit..living life like a stoner that hippie shit. fuck with bad bitches only, that nicki shit