Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anxiety, artist - Wretch 32. Date of issue: 13.05.2021
Song language: English
Anxiety |
| Cold streets got me anxious |
| Got the heat for anxiety |
| All this beef’s kinda cancerous |
| Made it part of my dietary |
| No sleep, no anxiety |
| No sleep, no anxiety |
| All this beef’s kinda cancerous |
| Made it part of dietary |
| Didn’t wanna go this far, still I ended up here |
| Now I got opps, got no option, I’m living prepared |
| Mum thinks that I’ve got anxiety and that I move weird |
| No safety, I’ma be safe, I ain’t gotta be scared |
| Can’t let my sis know what bro done |
| Cah she won’t let me bring him inside |
| Can’t let my mum know what I done |
| Cah she’d probably wanna see me inside |
| I’ma wear the plain one, not the stripe one |
| Cah I might wanna wear it next time |
| Last time all I heard was swoosh |
| Then I got blood on my Nikes |
| I don’t even know who’s winning |
| I just know I’m fine |
| I don’t even know who’s with him |
| 'Cause I ain’t got time |
| Anytime when a man’s out dipping |
| I just wanna get strikes |
| Leave man in the gutter or alley |
| Just 'cause he never boled in right |
| How the hell you going to catch man lacking |
| About three times |
| Must be trying to go for a hat trick |
| Now we going his hat online |
| Now we got his chain online |
| Got the same drip as mine |
| Now they gotta call me 2 Chainz |
| I’ma wear them side by side |
| Most wanted sinner |
| Trident had me in the station |
| Same week I heard how a opp turned singer |
| I wish I could splash like Ramz |
| I’ll do it in minutes, but bro does it quicker |
| I was in the cut, me, Bliky and Jigger |
| Name one guy on your team who’s realer |
| My bro phone me all stressed |
| I laughed like, «I can never be that nigga» |
| Anything grrr get brr and bill up |
| Slide 'round there, see something get hit up |
| I keep myself to myself |
| Cah foenem’s chatty and she’s to inna |
| The hood’s been baking hot |
| I still gotta dash from cops |
| Think the line’s getting thiner |
| How much times can I pick up? |
| How much times can I bill up? |
| How much times can I toke on the crow |
| Make the holes in the ozone bigger |
| I left my nigga on the wing |
| That’s my winger |
| Been with me since ching chang chong |
| Yeah, that’s my chinger |
| Still gotta come through spleaging |
| Damn, if it’s wrong things he’s screaming |
| My bro’s getting watched by Trident |
| He still gets cash and makes it home by the evening |
| I was in the car just scheming |
| Jump out, hood came off and I beat it |
| Jump back in the ride, now I’m tweaking |
| Thinking, «Yo, did the camera see this?» |
| Few weeks later I’m on the M-way speeding |
| I’m in a whip that’s clean |
| Getting followed by CIDs for no reason |
| My broskie just caught a case |
| And he ain’t hit me up and I heard he’s speaking |
| The life I live ain’t intriguing |
| This real rap, no cap, just believe it |
| This real rap, no cap, just believe it |
| Bro’s in the trap, no sleeping |
| And it’s freezing |
| Cold streets got me anxious |
| Got the heat for anxiety |
| All this beef’s kinda cancerous |
| Made it part of my dietary |
| No sleep, no anxiety |
| No sleep, no anxiety |
| All this beef’s kinda cancerous |
| Made it part of dietary |