this stress is killing me
those people work till they break
you sleep all day wondering why you're broke
then you get on the phone and sweat your friends
you claim you're fly but always meek
you're always broke but you're lying for weeks
do you carry a gun? you sit still
you never pay me back and never will
till i give the fuck up and block your call
i'm the bad guy with a bank account
you just move to your next friend and burn him out
or maybe this song's about you