Stressed Lyrics – Young Thug, J. Cole, T-Shyne

Stressed Lyrics by Young Thug, J. Cole, T-Shyne is latest English song with music also given by T-Minus, Tommy Parker, WU10. Stressed song lyrics are written by T-Shyne, J. Cole, Young Thug.

Stressed Song Detail
Song Name:
Stressed
Singer:
Young Thug, J. Cole, T-Shyne
Composer:
T-Minus, Tommy Parker, WU10
Lyrics by:
T-Shyne, J. Cole, Young Thug
Stressed Lyrics
 
Got me stressed (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
I don’t wanna rest (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
Smoking cigarettes (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
Get it off my chest (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
I don’t wanna stress (woahh)
But I can’t help it thinking if I lose the rest (ooh, woah)
And I can’t help it, I don’t wanna stress (ooh, woah)
But I can’t help it, heyy (ooh, ooh)
No, no, no
Rocky balboa, I am boxin’ with yaa, heyy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
I don’t know if I wanna sock it to yaa, heyy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
I told her buy huaraches for me
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Skeletons out the closet for me, heyy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
I don’t know if I wanna expose this to you (ooh, you)
I don’t know if I wanna caress you (ooh, ooh)
Wonder what I wanna do with you, girl (ooh, woah)
Don’t know what I wanna would do with you
Well, it’s that gap talk, pistol hold
Ni^^a on your damn street
Pu^^y ni^^a usually pop a trigger if the hand speak
Lackluster, I’ma smack suckers this year
I’ma make a 1000 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 too pay in cash
Send it wide, send it fast
Before I might jus change my mind
Nowadays a million dollars barely worth a ni^^a time
I ain’t saying that I am the richest ni^^a
That’s in this s^^t (but I am one of them)
Barely check my account
Ni^^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 ni^^a)
Couple ni^^as, I doubt it
Know what I am talking about
Ni^^a don’t play with me
I got a wife, I got a baby to feed
I got a momma too spoil, I got a brother
Got a few legal fees
I got a daddy and s^^t, medical bills, credit too fix
People too pay, label too run
You play with your life or you play with my funds, ni^^a
Got me stressed (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
I don’t wanna rest (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
Smoking cigarettes (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
Get it off my chest (ooh woah, woah, woah, woah)
I don’t wanna stress (woahh)
But I can’t help it thinking if I lose the rest (ooh, woah)
And I can’t help it, I don’t wanna stress (ooh, woah)
But I can’t help it, heyy (ooh, ooh)
No, no, no
Ooh sweats, road, jets, tote, texts, no flex
Bad bi^^hes, no let’s own that, broke, next pill
Pop a square, ni^^as bare witness (ooh)
Blunt twisters, f^^k ni^^as (ooh, got me stressed)
I have been stressing
‘cuz I still ain’t buy my dad a house (stressing)
I have been stressing
‘cuz 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
‘cuz I’m older now
When you broke, you doing more for less
You ain’t finding no success
Sad too say my girl just left
And I really love her too death
Told her I can’t call her my ex
‘cuz 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 need that lawyer money
They said he did it, but I know he didn’t
But you need o.J. Money when you tryna get acquitted (yeahh)
This s^^t is sickenin’, nobody listen when you imprisoned
I was hanging on the corner with some jordan’s on, no designer
Servin’ up that white girl, back then we called her fine china
I was looking for a bad bi^^h, but didn’t know where to find her
All this pressure and this stress make me a diamond
I am 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 too ride on the bus
They wanna hang with the gang but, dawg, they not one of us

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