Stress (feat. Shorty & QuinX)

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Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
You've been laying low, telling me what we'll do next
In you I believe in less
Acting like you are the best
How'd I get raided and end up with no arrests

Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
Shawty think she got me, all she offering is sex
I won't open up her texts
I don't leave that shit on read
After what she said
I left bitch in her bed
She just sent another text

I just sent another text, trapping too hard, got the pigs watching my yard
Yeah im not muslim still dont f*ck with bacon, thats haram
And im still getting money, yeah you know thats calm (thats calm)
Im only nineteen and I got a county line
Thats organized crime, my life is on the line
Got the cops always tryna tap my phone and bug my lines
F*ck these niggas, spot them circling my block like seven times
When im in the crown im either blowing cash or choppin up coke, doin lines (doin lines)
Doll bitches tryna catch me up, they fine (thats fine)
Bitch im in the city for business, but im always missing flights

Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
You've been laying low, telling me what we'll do next
In you I believe in less
Acting like you are the best
How'd I get raided and end up with no arrests

Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
Shawty think she got me, all she offering is sex
I won't open up her texts
I don't leave that shit on read
After what she said
I left bitch in her bed
She just sent another text

See im on my grind, I let my watch work
She try play with my time not how my clock work
I leave a smirk, yeah thats my perk, yeah thats my artwork
If she a dummy, imma shoot her like some moffert
Bitch, heavy steppas on my fucking feat
Pullin up with hella G's and two seater beams
And we like it when its clean, booty fresh as me, uh
And im pulling up with choppas cause we shoot the team

Shit im a new man
Fresh out japan, im rocking new clans
Shit bitch this ain't clash of clans
But imma pull up with my 'COC', like bitch, "Im the man"

Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
You've been laying low, telling me what we'll do next
In you I believe in less
Acting like you are the best
How'd I get raided and end up with no arrests

Making money, writing cheques
I don't need the stress
Shawty think she got me, all she offering is sex
I won't open up her texts
I don't leave that shit on read
After what she said
I left bitch in her bed
She just sent another text

(Imagine if it looped)

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