Body, Stress, Pleasure
Put your hands, hands
Yeah
Put your hands, hands
I don't know uh huh yo
I don't know how to live life so I don't know how to live yours
So stop asking me for advice you stupid whore
I'm sorry that was rude give me a minute I'm just a little overwhelmed by all this bullshit
Tryna maneuver through this cow manure really got me struggling
I'm tryna come up with the money for the rent and the fun shit
I ain't tryna get by if you know what I mean so there seems to be a misconception
Somewhere down the road about me
I'm not a picture perfect walking role model but girl I'll take you for a ride
And make sure that it's full throttle, no I don't got a condo in the city
And I didn't go to college cause my mind was in a midi
And I didn't work a job just to get fired
I'm just tryna live a life that somehow will been inspired
So I wake up in the morning brush my teeth and drink my coffee
Soon as you call me on the phone, the same minute you lost me
I'm sorry if this shit is too much for you
I'm tryna cram my whole life into a couple minute sample loops
And leave something my fam can say they proud of
I'm just working day to day to slowly try and lift the ground up
It's alright, the winter is my favorite season
It ain't for no particular reason I just like to be freezing
And like a tongue to poles I'm stuck on you
This record's for all the people tryna find a little luck dude
Put your hands, hands, those hands
Put your hands up, put your hands
X4
Body, stress, pleasure
X4
Check, check, check it out
Check, ch, ch, ch, check it out
Out, ou, ou, ou, out, out
Check it out
I'm standing on the porch tryna think about what I'm doing today
And I see you came up to me and smiled
That really helped me out so thank you for that
I've been in a pretty good mood now for a while
It's amazing how one little facial expression can change somebody's views on the whole wide world
So now I'm walking through the city saying hi to everybody
And they all smile back, hey wassup yo?
Yo
Put your hands, hands, those hands
Put your hands up, put your hands
X4
Body, stress, pleasure
X4
Yeah
Put your hands, hands
I don't know uh huh yo
I don't know how to live life so I don't know how to live yours
So stop asking me for advice you stupid whore
I'm sorry that was rude give me a minute I'm just a little overwhelmed by all this bullshit
Tryna maneuver through this cow manure really got me struggling
I'm tryna come up with the money for the rent and the fun shit
I ain't tryna get by if you know what I mean so there seems to be a misconception
Somewhere down the road about me
I'm not a picture perfect walking role model but girl I'll take you for a ride
And make sure that it's full throttle, no I don't got a condo in the city
And I didn't go to college cause my mind was in a midi
And I didn't work a job just to get fired
I'm just tryna live a life that somehow will been inspired
So I wake up in the morning brush my teeth and drink my coffee
Soon as you call me on the phone, the same minute you lost me
I'm sorry if this shit is too much for you
I'm tryna cram my whole life into a couple minute sample loops
And leave something my fam can say they proud of
I'm just working day to day to slowly try and lift the ground up
It's alright, the winter is my favorite season
It ain't for no particular reason I just like to be freezing
And like a tongue to poles I'm stuck on you
This record's for all the people tryna find a little luck dude
Put your hands, hands, those hands
Put your hands up, put your hands
X4
Body, stress, pleasure
X4
Check, check, check it out
Check, ch, ch, ch, check it out
Out, ou, ou, ou, out, out
Check it out
I'm standing on the porch tryna think about what I'm doing today
And I see you came up to me and smiled
That really helped me out so thank you for that
I've been in a pretty good mood now for a while
It's amazing how one little facial expression can change somebody's views on the whole wide world
So now I'm walking through the city saying hi to everybody
And they all smile back, hey wassup yo?
Yo
Put your hands, hands, those hands
Put your hands up, put your hands
X4
Body, stress, pleasure
X4
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron James Meekins
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