stressin
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•12 Jan 2023
I put dro in 'gars, put coke in jars Gotta stay on my toes so I don't do bars I sip syrup, but if I get sleepy I put my jewelry in my pocket and I head to my teepee i Got power, last name barker but not a growler In the game with no ref, but will bury a fouler Moonlight howler, in a new white Prowler nutbush freestyler not a police dialer burn rubber in her belly get done make me a penut butter and jelly got so much head in hood i can say nutbush sux and the world showin me more love than a slo song [Chorus:] People always ask the same question chris why u stay so high? If you only knew how bad I'm stressing You wouldnt even ask why? My enemies gon' catch it like the flu 1 2 maybe 3 with the .45'll do Clean it up, wrap the boy in a sheet Cuz you can't just leave him all twisted on the street Livin' under pressure, I pray for my soldiers My best friend's daughter got shot in a drive by innocent casualties Thank God she lived, but the scars never quite die Lord help my, tight fist around this clip feel like I can't breathe I need revenge for this shit Every time I turn around I'm tested all i can do Is roll another blunt out this ounce I'm blessed with [Chorus:] People always ask the same question why you always so high? If you only knew how I'm stressing You wouldny even ask that question
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I put dro in 'gars, put coke in jars Gotta stay on my toes so I don't do bars I sip syrup, but if I get sleepy I put my jewelry in my pocket and I head to my teepee i Got power, last name barker but not a growler In the game with no ref, but will bury a fouler Moonlight howler, in a new white Prowler nutbush freestyler not a police dialer burn rubber in her belly get done make me a penut butter and jelly got so much head in hood i can say nutbush sux and the world showin me more love than a slo song [Chorus:] People always ask the same question chris why u stay so high? If you only knew how bad I'm stressing You wouldnt even ask why? My enemies gon' catch it like the flu 1 2 maybe 3 with the .45'll do Clean it up, wrap the boy in a sheet Cuz you can't just leave him all twisted on the street Livin' under pressure, I pray for my soldiers My best friend's daughter got shot in a drive by innocent casualties Thank God she lived, but the scars never quite die Lord help my, tight fist around this clip feel like I can't breathe I need revenge for this shit Every time I turn around I'm tested all i can do Is roll another blunt out this ounce I'm blessed with [Chorus:] People always ask the same question why you always so high? If you only knew how I'm stressing You wouldny even ask that question
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