Nervous by Esham
Nervous breakdown
Stress build-up
Um
And I'm paranoid
Skitsofrantic
I just think I'm God
I know I'm God
I'm God
I'm stressed out like a mu'fucka, hand on my heata
I told my bitch to get the fuck on, I don't need her
My mind on my money cause it's comin' up short
I just left court on child support
A witness to a murda but I will not tell
Cause most of my niggas in the county jail
Amphetamines make me fiend to stack cream
Niggas on my team be gone off scalene
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray cause I'm stressed
The police want me dead and a warrant for my arrest
I can't do nothin' plus the IRS
Know my telephone numba and my home address
This nigga wanna murda me, the bitches say they hate me
My heart been feelin like it bust on me lately
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