Less

I been in my studio, I'm working
Built it from the ground up I got purpose
Always trying to make all this shit perfect
Made the fucking beat and then I'm swervin'

I got too much stress, yeah
Smoking weed right to the chest
Take no calls and take no text
I'm just tryna do my best
I be going at their necks
Ya'll go broke just for the flex
That's some shit I don't suggest
All that shit is meaningless

I got too much stress, yeah
Smoking weed right to the chest
Take no calls and take no text
I'm just tryna do my best
I be going at their necks
Ya'll go broke just fo the flex
That's some shit I don't suggest
All that shit is meaningless

I got reasons, I got demons
Try to beat them, I don't see them
Know they here though
I'm no hero
We're just ones, and some zeros

I been in my studio, I'm working
Built it from the ground up I got purpose
Always trying to make all this shit perfect
Made the fucking beat and then I'm swervin'
I'm addicted, gotta get it
Not a limit, all my business so legit
It's even shown in digits
Never gon' fold you bitches
You ain't even gon' know what this is like

I got too much stress, yeah
Smoking weed right to the chest
Take no calls and take no text
I'm just tryna do my best
I be going at their necks
Ya'll go broke just for the flex
That's some shit I don't suggest
All that shit is meaningless

I got too much stress, yeah
Smoking weed right to the chest
Take no calls and take no text
I'm just tryna do my best
I be going at their necks
Ya'll go broke just for the flex
That's some shit I don't suggest
All that shit is meanigless



Credits
Writer(s): Yury Markovich Merman
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