Young Thug、J. Cole、T-Shyne - Stressed (with J. Cole & T-Shyne) (Explicit)
Written by:T-Shyne, J. Cole、Young Thug
Got me stressed Oh woah woah woah woah
I don't 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 don't wanna stress Woah
But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest Oh woah
And I can't help it I don't wanna stress Oh woah
But I can't help it hey Oh oh
No no no
Rocky Balboa I'm boxin' with ya hey
Woah woah woah woah
I don't know if I wanna sock it to ya hey
Woah woah woah woah
I told her buy Huaraches for me
Woah woah woah woah
Skeletons out the closet for me hey
Woah woah woah woah
I don't know if I wanna expose this to you Oh you
I don't know if I wanna caress you Oh oh
Wonder what I wanna do with you girl Oh woah
Don't know what I wanna would do with you
Well it's that gap talk pistol hold
N***a on your d**n street
P**sy n***a usually pop a trigger if the hand speak
Lackluster I'ma smack suckers this year
I'ma make a hundred thousand racks of this here
Do the math hunnid million for the slow ones in the class
Type of bags I be getting' be too big to pay in cash
Send it wide send it fast 'fore I might jus change my mind
Nowadays a million dollars barely worth a n***a time
I ain't sayin' that I'm the richest n***a that's in this sh*t
But I'm one of them
Barely check my account n***a I'm admittin' it
I don't give a f**k
F**k around with my bread bet you I'ma find out
I'ma catch a n***a
Couple n***as I doubt it know what I'm talking' about
N***a don't 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 sh*t
Medical bills credit to fix people to pay label to run
You play with your life or you play with my funds n***a
Got me stressed Oh woah woah woah woah
I don't 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 don't wanna stress Woah
But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest Oh woah
And I can't help it I don't wanna stress Oh woah
But I can't help it hey Oh oh
No no no
Oh sweats road jets tote texts no flex
Bad b**ches no let's own that broke next pill
Pop a square n***as bare witness Oh
Blunt twisters f**k n***as Oh had me stressed
I've been stressin'
'Cause I still ain't buy my dad a house Stressin'
I've been stressin' 'cause my girl said We can't work it out
I know some people that start sinnin' as soon as church get out
And I don't think like I used to think 'cause I'm older now
When you broke you doing' more for less
You ain't finding' no success
Sad to say my girl just left and I really love her to death
Told her I can't call her my ex
'Cause I feel like we ain't 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 didn't
But you need OJ money when you tryna get acquitted Yeah
This sh*t is sickin' nobody listen when you in prison
I was hangin' on the corner
I had some Jordan's on no designer
Servin' up that white girl
Back then we call her Fine China
I was looking' for a bad b**ch but didn't know where to find her
All this pressure and this stress make me a diamond
I'm just tryna show love some people never grow up
Sometimes I wish I could trust but that's 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 they not one of us