Stressin'
Stressing as a kid
Nigga what you mean I was out here servin fene's
Just a dollar wit a dream
Had to fuck shit up a little bit so I could make a scene
Started thinkin bout my family and rolled one up again
But I'm happy to say me and Grandma are becoming friends
It's alotta dark shit in my heart so I never pretend
Man I used to want a benz
Now I just I just wanna take care of everyone that I can
I won't ever lose again
Ima winner cause I win
Ima fighter cause I box and a hero cause I'm brave
Never ceasein to amaze
Body like a stick
But my brain power thick
Make me mad 2-3 bullets to the stomach make em sick
I got all my tHe dogs fightin in the back like Michael Vic
I got all the money stashed in places that would make you sick
I'm just that nigga waitin in the field right there for that pick
Make it 6 take that shit all the back I'm runnin shit
I'm that nigga that you can't control
Cannot take my soul
Walk around wit a pole and I'll be dead if I freeze up
The government don't need us
Other than to give us left overs when they feed us
Greed money power been the topic of the hour
I been stressing everyday that shit just make my thoughts sour
Try to bulletproof my trust
But like a hollow tip someone always be gettin through the vest
They try to bring me down but I always spot em cause I notice em
Body language different how they pass the blunt be awkward
I can't fuck wit them lil niggas they ain't gettin to no money
Cold nights I was hungry so i always run it up
I can't miss out on no cash if that sht is in my path
Ammunition in my pockets if you reach you better spazz
Try to run put that beam on yo back and then blast
Dummy nigga's really make me laugh
They be hella sad
Choppa fill his head up its gone make him have whip lash
Roll the window up and cruise through the city like it never happened
If someone approach me the same night I could still get to clapping
ALotta niggas Duckin action
I hope they keep that same head movin when we get to snappin
But ion worry bout em cause The struggle for me was no joke
Made real syrup sandwiches got water out a jug cause the sink was broke
I done said the shit before and Ima say the shit again I was drowning in my sweat full of pain and regrets
Now I move a lil smarter and I work a lil harder
Told my Bro congratulations cause he move a lil smarter
Told him go work on yourself
Depend on no one but your self
Cold world dark struggle that shit just give us muscle's mufucka
Nigga what you mean I was out here servin fene's
Just a dollar wit a dream
Had to fuck shit up a little bit so I could make a scene
Started thinkin bout my family and rolled one up again
But I'm happy to say me and Grandma are becoming friends
It's alotta dark shit in my heart so I never pretend
Man I used to want a benz
Now I just I just wanna take care of everyone that I can
I won't ever lose again
Ima winner cause I win
Ima fighter cause I box and a hero cause I'm brave
Never ceasein to amaze
Body like a stick
But my brain power thick
Make me mad 2-3 bullets to the stomach make em sick
I got all my tHe dogs fightin in the back like Michael Vic
I got all the money stashed in places that would make you sick
I'm just that nigga waitin in the field right there for that pick
Make it 6 take that shit all the back I'm runnin shit
I'm that nigga that you can't control
Cannot take my soul
Walk around wit a pole and I'll be dead if I freeze up
The government don't need us
Other than to give us left overs when they feed us
Greed money power been the topic of the hour
I been stressing everyday that shit just make my thoughts sour
Try to bulletproof my trust
But like a hollow tip someone always be gettin through the vest
They try to bring me down but I always spot em cause I notice em
Body language different how they pass the blunt be awkward
I can't fuck wit them lil niggas they ain't gettin to no money
Cold nights I was hungry so i always run it up
I can't miss out on no cash if that sht is in my path
Ammunition in my pockets if you reach you better spazz
Try to run put that beam on yo back and then blast
Dummy nigga's really make me laugh
They be hella sad
Choppa fill his head up its gone make him have whip lash
Roll the window up and cruise through the city like it never happened
If someone approach me the same night I could still get to clapping
ALotta niggas Duckin action
I hope they keep that same head movin when we get to snappin
But ion worry bout em cause The struggle for me was no joke
Made real syrup sandwiches got water out a jug cause the sink was broke
I done said the shit before and Ima say the shit again I was drowning in my sweat full of pain and regrets
Now I move a lil smarter and I work a lil harder
Told my Bro congratulations cause he move a lil smarter
Told him go work on yourself
Depend on no one but your self
Cold world dark struggle that shit just give us muscle's mufucka
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Writer(s): Gman Montana
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