stress lyrics

[crackasback]

I gotta lotta stress on my chest, I need a rest, I need another chance, my back against the wall, its no choice, I gotta ball, stand stall, be a man, threw it all, never rest no sleep, to broke must eat, till I'm barried 6 feet, or I spit a sick feat, I need to step it up to another level hoe, but I got flaws another day another devil bro, get up on my shit grown man u a child tho, n up in the end we gone get wild jo, I ride for a while flow try to keep my own style, cause that always comes first till I'm ridin up in a hearse, that's a chance of coarse so I'm straped up ridin like a g, ready for heat just to act up, sorry the traps Backed up, n my fam like to act up, arivin in black trucks if u ever after us,I promise the aftermath gone be a disaster!