Got me stressed oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
I dont wanna rest oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Smoking cigarettes oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Get it off my chest oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
I dont wanna stress woah
But I cant help it thinkin if I lose the rest oh, woah
And I cant help it, I dont wanna stress oh, woah
But I cant help it, hey oh, oh
No, no, no
Rocky Balboa, Im boxin with ya, hey
I dont know if I wanna sock it to ya, hey
I told her buy Huaraches for me
Skeletons out the closet for me, hey
I dont know if I wanna expose this to you
I dont know if I wanna caress you
Wonder what I wanna do with you, girl
Dont know what I wanna would do with you
Well, its that gap talk, pistol hold, nigga on your damn street
Pussy nigga usually pop a trigger if the hand speak
Lackluster, Ima smack suckers this year
Ima make a hunnid thousand racks off of this shit
Do the math, hunnid million for the slow ones in the class
Type of bags I be gettin be too big to pay in cash
Send it wide, send it fast, fore I might just change my mind
Nowadays a million dollars barely worth a nigga time
I aint sayin that Im the richest nigga
Thats in this shit but Im one of them
Barely check my account, nigga Im admittin it I dont give a fuck
Fuck around with my bread, bet you Ima find out Ima catch a nigga
Couple niggas, I doubt it, know what Im talkin about
Nigga dont play with me, I got a wife, I got a baby to feed
I got a momma to support, I got a brother, got a few legal fees
I got a daddy and shit, medical bills, credit to fix, people to pay, label to run
You play with your life or you play with my funds, nigga
Got me stressed oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
I dont wanna rest oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Smoking cigarettes oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Get it off my chest oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
I dont wanna stress woah
But I cant help it thinkin if I lose the rest oh, woah
And I cant help it, I dont wanna stress oh, woah
But I cant help it, hey oh, oh
No, no, no
Oh, sweats, road, jets, tote, texts, no flex
Bad bitches, no lets own that, broke, next pill
Pop a square, niggas bare witness oh
Blunt twisters, fuck niggas oh, got me stressed
Ive been stressin cause I still aint buy my dad a house stressin
Ive been stressin cause my girl said, We cant work it out
I know some people that start sinnin as soon as church get out
And I dont think like I used to think, cause Im older now
When you broke, you doin more for less
You aint findin no success
Sad to say my girl just left, and I really love her to death
Told her I cant call her my ex
Cause I feel like we aint finished yet
I just text her phone and I said, Are you out your feelings yet?
And my brother, he just called and he need that lawyer money
They said he did it, but I know he didnt
But you need O.J. money when you tryna get acquitted yeah
This shit is sickenin, nobody listen when you in prison
I was hangin on the corner, I put some Jordans on, no designer
Servin up that white girl, back then we called her Fine China
I was lookin for a bad bitch, but I didnt know where to find her
All this pressure and this stress make me a diamond
Im just tryna show love, some people never grow up
Sometimes I wish I could trust but thats how feelings get crushed
I used to ride on the train, I used to ride on the bus
They wanna hang with the gang, but no they not one of us