Derek Antoine Lee - Stressed Out lyrics

I don't sleep, i don't eat, n***a I just be searching youtube for a f**in beat, n***a Smoking on that brittnay guillotte, I'm obsolete, n***a Cutting the bullsh**, time for me to delete n***as I do this rap sh**, time for me to defeat n***as Don't run to me when I'm finally on my feet, n***a I'm at the finish line, I'm that n***a you greet I be that n***a one day in the future you tryna meet, n***a I'm that n***a! Derek Antoine Lee, n***a, get my shades and the money Then spark a sweet, n***a…f** them other n***as, low-key they wanna be me, n***a They can't believe what they eyes allow them to see, they ask "is it really me"? the same lil Derek Lee?, with a mohawk and crooked teeth? who was blind to this life of weed sh**?..yeap! hahaa Its really me, n***a! dreaded my mohawk, smiling, and smoking weed, n***a f** what n***as say!, how the f** i try to be me, n***a? How the f** do i try to be who i be? u blind to this f**in rap sh** You don't wanna see me, n***a..i f**s with none! I'm not apart of a team I have very few supporters, but f** it, thats all i need I feel like I'm in the lead, a champion.. f** the ring, n***a I'm on a cloud that'll probably never end, n***a I can wear anything, f** it, its now a trend, n***a f** all of you f** n***as, and good luck n***a, you need it Im cutting you rappers off, you bleeding boy VERSE 2: They say when n***as get money, act funny sh** come along with it f** them n***as who say that, cuz they not out there tryna get it Tryna cop me a Maybach and get out of this f**in city, you don't want it, just stay there, I'm joining this money committee, n***a f** you!, its all about the money n***a, f** the fame, everything Make sure its hunnids, n***a, i don't give a f** about nothing! But my mom, my lil broda, my grams, and uncle sam, n***a Give me a pound, f** buying it by the gram n***a I want this sh** now, I'm tryna take care of fam, n***a They say I'm not gonna make it, well i be damned! n***a! f** a hypothesis, monotistic i am, n***a VERSE 3 Imma be literally counting my f**in blessing, thanking God for all of my life lessons I catch everything, n***as just don't direct it, whether you like Lee or not, you gone respect it Give me a mic and a beat then imma reck it Give me ya life and some tea, you n***as breakfast I'm the star of the movie, you n***as extras, when it comes to this rap sh** get hectic, from new orleans but started rappin in texas..flow was outta control had to arrest it, murder capital, its clear that I'm undomestic.. which one of you rap n***as willing to test it? VERSE 4 My dreads fake, my nails black, some may even say I'm wack, but f** it I be relaxed,n***a…check ya b**h cuz she think I'm all lat n***a..im speaking sh** that is actually f**in facts, n***as talk behind my back but respect when I'm f**in present, I'm the God. and all of you n***as peasants, to me you n***as irrelevant..007 these n***as Its really sad that these n***as be really mad over sh** that they never had and prolly (probably) never gone get cuz the sit and talk sh** bout n***a who getting it, neva been one to hate on or envy sh**… on some tryna get super rich quickie sh**..living life like a stoner that hippie sh**. f** with bad b**hes only, that nicki sh**