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Casanova

Stress

 

Stress


Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Yo, pass that lighter real quick
Pass that yack too

I ain't get a hit yet
I ain't buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I'm back out in the field with a TEC
I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed
Nigga, I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed

I'm taking pain meds, I swallow these until I feel brain dead
Laying in my couch in house in my Ray Bands
Feeling like Gotti with a shottie, I'm a made man
Fuck, I robbed my man for a couple pounds
'Cause he was up, I'm down
And there was nothing 'round
Shit, I'm taking uppers now
'Cause he tryna hunt me down, so I gotta keep a gun around
Just in case I gotta gun him down
Damn, this the life of a crook
Think set it off if my life was a book
Ain't no bitch in my but I'm in a bank with a wig and a cig
Gotta get it how I live
Jazzy, you my rib, had me stressed out on my bid
I know if I die or live you gon' take care of the kids
Brash, when the feds was tailing you
You ain't tell on me and I ain't tell on you

I ain't get a hit yet
I ain't buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I'm back out in the field with a TEC
I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed
Nigga, I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed

Don't wanna talk about spinning blocks or drilling opps
Look how they did that nigga Pop, man, I'm still in shock
How they don't care if you a kid or not? If you live or not?
I'm just glad we went to that dinner spot so we could chop it up
Rappers is the ones they killing and locking up
All up on ya dick when you lit and you heating up
But start to move slick when they think you ain't lit enough
Wild as fuck, right?
I say "Grace," I strap the .40 to my waist, I can't afford another case
But run up on me, I'ma shoot you in the face (Boo-boo-boom)

I ain't get a hit yet
I ain't buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I'm back out in the field with a TEC
I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed
Nigga, I'm stressed, they keep saying I'm blessed

Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT

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