Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
And the pain is what invites
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
My stainless release stress and frustration through a niggas chest
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
"contemplate", i wrote about her
If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous
They can't take the stress and blaze the cess, streets are rough,
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
And from now on ther'll be no more stress,
I dislike the stress /never got in to fights and bled
Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head
Who will feel me and my pain
My buzz is like cocaine
I say i’m wrong, you say come again
From working through rain and pain
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