Matt Peters - Can't Hold My Head lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters] My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath 'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet [Chorus: Matt Peters] I'm drowning, waves come crashing down I can't hold my head up No one can save me from myself This suffering [Verse 1: Jehry Robinson] I said I'll never get out alive Yeah, everyone's killing my vibe Yeah, don't got no ceiling, I fly All seems dependent 'til somеbody dies I think I suffer from pride Thеy tried to kill me but I'm a survivor Don't need a pill 'cause I'm already driving Been in the kitchen like this is a knife One minute I'm up, then I'm suicidal Must've been something I read in the Bible No human being can ever be my idol Never got let in, I had to get high To see all the lows that I hold in my head Yeah, not worthy of any respect Put in a hundred to get a percent Showed up for success, ended up all depressed And tired of pretending I'm not in my head I'm not into [?], no disrespect I could've been dead and nobody checked Wish I could get high and just hide in the [?] Don't think I could ever define all this mess Yeah, I'm feeling tired and stressed Yeah, we taking over the world Yeah, fu*k if you try to contest, blessed [Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters] My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath 'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet [Chorus: Matt Peters] I'm drowning, waves come crashing down I can't hold my head up No one can save me from myself This suffering [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] I get a little depressed yeah I've been a little bit stressed What I keep saying and I just be playing it off Save it up like it was checks yeah But it ain't been easy to cut, no The door ain't been easy to shut, no You think I've been breezing through life But it's easy for me because I ain't cutthroat But I know it's seasonal, put on the seasoning Cook it up like little punks when you seeing 'em Do what I do for a reason People depressed and ain't leave and I ain't try'na be with 'em I got another life and I got a wife Had to think about that when I got a knife to my wrist It ain't really right, but this sh*t's like a fight night without the fists What would it be without Krizz? A little bit hollow, difficult pill to swallow How would you follow it up, unless you got his DNA in the bottle Yeah, feel like there's money to get yeah I ain't the one that'll sit here Try'na take over the world, I don't need a little and just leave the rest [Pre-Chorus: Matt Peters] My life's a mess, I'm tired and stressed But I keep on clocking in 'cause I don't write the checks I'm so depressed, can't hold my breath 'Cause the right place at the right time ain't happen yet [Chorus: Matt Peters] I'm drowning, waves come crashing down I can't hold my head up No one can save me from myself This suffering