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Stressin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Foot
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Gabby Trinh, Jacob Washington




Foot - Stressin' Lyrics
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Ugly brotha that be horny as hell
Growing up me and my brother watching Kenan & Kel
Was a shawty in my class with double AAs like duracell
She wanna show her sucking talents, this is show and tell
Yung Jacobie everybody finna know me
You can't stand me, take a seat
But understand the plan is golden
Like a frie
007 Golden Eye
Straight shots to you haters now you bleeding out ya side
Open up some wine, and lets resign
From this life, You very fine babe but I really don't need a wife
So one more time, relax like jerry curls up in they prime
People got them sour faces off of lemons and limes
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
This ain't a fallacy, this is the actuality
Make the most of your reality and you will see
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But thats the only thing I'm knowing how to be
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But honestly by my psychology I really do not see
The point of caring, peer pressure was apparent
Took them hits and now my memories are disappearing
You ever see your momma cry
Knees weak stuck staring
In the eye of a young man, defenseless
You wanna die but
If you did your family be traumatized
I'm just a kid, and all these thoughts are racing thru my mind
I'm just a lost soul who wants peace
Most my family deceased
Uncle had a heart attack 'cause he obese
I'm a lost soul, Who wants peace
Stay cozy in my fleece
Stacking bread like Big Macs, I still don't get the cheese
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
This ain't a fallacy, this is the actuality
Make the most of your reality and you will see
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But thats the only thing I'm knowing how to be
How you be, wannabe
Who am I? A real nigga
Be yourself, suicide
Look at Jesus crucified, shit
Ain't nothing more that you can do stand aside
How you gonna let another brother tell you how to ride
In a city full of spies, lookin for the best player
Like a NFL scout, I'll be back like Schwarzenegger
Just to terminate these haters
When they see me winning dump my back with gatorade flavors
And like the news we be getting paper
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English

Ugly brotha that be horny as hell
Growing up me and my brother watching Kenan & Kel
Was a shawty in my class with double AAs like duracell
She wanna show her sucking talents, this is show and tell
Yung Jacobie everybody finna know me
You can't stand me, take a seat
But understand the plan is golden
Like a frie
007 Golden Eye
Straight shots to you haters now you bleeding out ya side
Open up some wine, and lets resign
From this life, You very fine babe but I really don't need a wife
So one more time, relax like jerry curls up in they prime
People got them sour faces off of lemons and limes
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
This ain't a fallacy, this is the actuality
Make the most of your reality and you will see
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But thats the only thing I'm knowing how to be
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But honestly by my psychology I really do not see
The point of caring, peer pressure was apparent
Took them hits and now my memories are disappearing
You ever see your momma cry
Knees weak stuck staring
In the eye of a young man, defenseless
You wanna die but
If you did your family be traumatized
I'm just a kid, and all these thoughts are racing thru my mind
I'm just a lost soul who wants peace
Most my family deceased
Uncle had a heart attack 'cause he obese
I'm a lost soul, Who wants peace
Stay cozy in my fleece
Stacking bread like Big Macs, I still don't get the cheese
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
This ain't a fallacy, this is the actuality
Make the most of your reality and you will see
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
They be stressin' me because I'm doing me
But thats the only thing I'm knowing how to be
How you be, wannabe
Who am I? A real nigga
Be yourself, suicide
Look at Jesus crucified, shit
Ain't nothing more that you can do stand aside
How you gonna let another brother tell you how to ride
In a city full of spies, lookin for the best player
Like a NFL scout, I'll be back like Schwarzenegger
Just to terminate these haters
When they see me winning dump my back with gatorade flavors
And like the news we be getting paper
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Writer: Gabby Trinh, Jacob Washington
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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