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Stress (Freestyle) Lyrics - Artist : Wrekonize
Hello Brooklyn
Gumbo flow with the ghetto cooked in One hung low no pedal pushing I'm Leto looking with Geppetto booked in I don't doo wop I don't break dance I don't slow step I don't take chance In hot water I wear ray bans In hot water they're like Rain Man I am pro fresh they are lay man I am realness they are spray tan I am that one they are agents I am Deevil they say A-men They need Jesus they need name brands They don't see us we don't play fam We don't play fair we don't shake hands If you want smoke come get baked then I been on the prowl trying to dumb it down never Son of Sammy running round gonna hum it out better All these fuckers getting down just another dumb set up Get the bucket cuz I downed on another round get up I been moving on em like I never had a shot Super Saiyan popping with a mega man cross I been trying to beastie ya boys when I rock Everybody gonna feel it when I finally let it drop If ya need to know I'm going all year bro ain't seasonal I let my old fears go for the demons low I let it all hang out like I need a coat Benny gon' break any hater on him Choke out fake trolls Darth Vader on 'em Smoked out late shows Techs gaming on 'em Shit it only goes up if you crazy bombing Everybody wanna know and gonna know the real Bout the deals that we signed bout the paper that we bill Bout the women that we swimming in and why we got appeal Why we haven't taken over why we even let em chill Lemme tell you bout it lemme take you to the field Where we working on these records and the money that it yields Everybody think we in it for the fame not the skill I can really feel it coming on to kill feel it that's Stress Round the way their baking faces Sugar Salt and bathing agents I don't know why people hate bliss Shitty moods must be contagious Fuck your viewpoint fuck the racists Fuck old friends that fuck me baseless They don't know what the fuck is basic We're in the matrix so don't just day trip Fuck the left wing fuck the right wing Both of y'all seem like the night king Tiki torches spritely vikings Scared of one world that's uniting I don't know why y'all so mic'ed in Triggered so much you might fight men Get some good smoke get some wine in Then you might just love your life then I can lead you to the lake but You must drink it from your face up You just came here for your pay stub Awkward shit when you see that pay cut Everybody wanna know and gonna know the real Bout the deals that we signed bout the paper that we bill Bout the women that we swimming in and why we got appeal Why we haven't taken over why we even let em chill Lemme tell you bout it lemme take you to the field Where we working on these records and the money that it yields Everybody think we in it for the fame not the skill I can really feel it coming on to kill yeah that's Stress It's been a while Since you seen this kiddo smile But I'm glad you get it now You stayed for the show They been alive But they wouldn't wrekonize But we gonna get 'em right On all that we know |
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