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munyoh - what's stress? lyrics

[intro]
yes
that brown kid
ha

[verse 1]
look
only care about opinions from the people that you care about
trying to please everyone that’s a h+llish route
came up where others only looked down on you
smiles in the front and frowns right behind you
and if someone really f+cking rides with you then they’re time with you should at least should be times by two
or should we stop saying we’re busy?
if you don’t f+ck with me, calm, at least say it positively
look, many see me walk alone then they wonder why?
but my team move in the dark like poltergeists
going solo you’ll never reach the highest heights
headshot for this pilot ironic watch me fly
used to be that shy guy ’til things turned peachy
had to grow like mario now you see me
only time that i take an l is when i’m all about my greens like luigi
easy, family asking ’bout a wife i let that convo’ slide by ’cause like andre i’m only thinking 3g
f+ckers giving me a hard drive got that solid state of mind but online yeah i gotta stay pc
and can’t afford to waste time
my age mates in jail or jailed in their mind
funny how they’re brave behind a keypad
’til they see police vans that’s why i’ll never face time

[chorus 1]
so what’s stress?
being the man of house before you’re a teen
hear your parents cry at night so you can’t sleep
like living with the tank on e
i swear stress is the only f+cking thing around me
what’s stress?
numb to the pain so you don’t feel a thing
when exit looks too welcoming
so what’s stress to you?
what’s stressful is it up to you?

[verse 2]
and when my dad lost his job felt like his heart got punctured
told him rest and retire but you can’t knock the hustle
guess where i got my drive from?
me being honest, they trying to put me in box
no probs’ i know i’m gods gift
on that topic, i’m losing faith like wallace
like would your dogs really take a hole for you like grommet?
no cheese no one around when i was boxed in
now they want a piece of me ’cause i’m topping
look, in my adolescence all i learnt was adult lessons
if acting like a kid it’s ’cause i’m over compensating
can’t even keep at least one relationship healthy
’cause when i was growing up there was never one around me
stress, when everything else feels irrelevant
bills to pay but gates ain’t opening
windows closed i’ll tell you what stress is
being h+ll bound when you’re heaven sent
i mean my parents’ generation fished for meals no condiments
my generation fishing for compliments
return like djokovic, all i get is backhand compliments
like j hus and thomas you man lack common sense
and i don’t even know man, just a young cadet stuck in no mans
but like naruto i can’t forget those days
when pain crept on me like konan

[chorus 2]
so what’s stress?
being the mom of house before you’re a teen
hear your parents fight at night so you can’t sleep
like living with the tank on e
i swear stress is the only f+cking thing around we
what’s stress?
numb to the pain so you don’t feel a thing
when exit looks too welcoming
so what’s stress to you?
what’s stressful is it up to you?

[bridge]
so what’s stress?
living in a world where everyone’s woke but sleep deprived
one more time, what’s stress?
when your smile says your alright
but your eyes really say other wise
oh my what’s stress?
when they’re trying to k!ll you on the outside but you’re really dying on the inside
so what’s stress?
you tell me what’s stress?

[verse 3]
they say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
or the darker the skin the sweeter the news
i say the darker the skin the easier to abuse
and the lighter the skin the easier to excuse
and trust me it’s clearer than black and white
but you ain’t seen it from brown eyes
your own people switching sides
profitise skin tones then wash it once heat comes
and when we getting a winning hand they wanna jump the wagon
premature death, people slowly dying, people on the edge, people supplying
if i’m all those things you’d think i’m lying
there’s always strings attached when your raised around violence
stress, not knowing when to celebrate, ’cause you don’t know when you’ll see your next heartbreak
how much can my heart take?
hold in like kante, but when i see dms i pass on weekends
man i grew up with caught in the system
didn’t know where to start now they’re stuck in the ends
naa i never touched gs or os but know that i still pushed keys on the rhodes
mom said “fam back home would die for the spot you’re in so what the f+ck you’re crying for you won the lottery?”
but life’s like trigonometry
should’ve seen the sign ’cause my skin’s tanned
no wonder there’s a trigger onto me
so what’s stress?

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