Stress Pills ft. Tuwchy Lyrics

I've been tryna go to heaven they won't let me

I got demons in my head I think they get me

Sick of shit i pop some pills and that ain't healthy

Right now I'm on the edge please don't push me

I've been tryna

Bottle up my feelings

Spill the beans up in my lyrics

All my friends are fucking stoners and dealers

That's how we living

I'm acquainted with the demons

My addictions fuel my weakness

Voices in my head and every time I listen

I want ice upon my neck, aye

I don't need no stress

You go make me do the Xan, aye

Or Percocet

I just want a little life, yeah

Wanna get it right, yeah

Oh, no no no no

I don't want no stressing

I don't want no stressing

You go make me do the Perky

I don't want no stressing

I don't fucking want no stressing

Yeah, aye

Stressing, yeah aye

Perky

I don't wanna do the

Perky, yeah

Cause i've been stressing and bugging a lot

Meditated but shit doesn't work

Reason I'm hitting the blunt

To busy the call

Cause Stress always hitting me up

I'm in love and addicted

To weed, pills and a lot

Putting drugs in my system

But still that ain't enough

They telling me

I can never be a better me

Roll up the trees blowing cannabis

I take a puff so i'm gradually fading

On God

I notice i'm losing my energy

No money i'm too broke for therapy

Broken mentally

Trying to escape every second

Like them they come for me

They chasing

Don't drink no pure

I lace it

My addictions and my goals

I don't see no correlation

Feel like

Oh God come and take me

Only sober on occasion

It's relapse after relapse

Beat the meat no hesitation

I've been chasing euphoria

Popping the drugs they ain't medical

High on the clouds or high in the heavens

I'm feeling they nobody holier

So are we smoking or chasing the bag these days

Reminiscing bout my happy days

Now all i do is regret

Procrastinate my to do's on a daily base

I want ice upon my neck, aye

I don't need no stress

You go make me do the Xan, aye

Or Percocet

I just want a little life, yeah

Wanna get it right, yeah

Oh, no no no no

I don't want no stressing

I don't want no stressing

You go make me do the Perky

I don't want no stressing

I don't fucking want no stressing

Yeah, aye

Stressing, yeah aye

Perky

I don't wanna do the

Perky, yeah

Got a masturbation addiction

Doing pills in my kitchen

Mama telling me i'm a victim

Air pods pro, now I don't listen

Birthdays passing by like shooting stars

Yeah

I wish I wasn't even existing