Stress ft. Giallo Point Lyrics

The means justify the ends,

Used to dream of driving of benzes

The road to the top leads to beef

Drama ruins friendships

Success is the incentive, I ain't invent the system

Survival of the fittest

Fuck the bullshit we intend to win it

Alcoholic binges, all events is an aventure

Might not remember I apologize if I offend ya

Speak with the proper tenor, high percentage shooter

Whether five percenter Buddhist Muslim

Punching the air like Cuba Goodin

In that movie scene, scrolling through some Sufi memes

And show and prove on every new release

Married to the streets

Cherry pick through beats watching every flick

Health is everything the city noise and stress is deafening

Still we wrestle with, what we need and how to get it

Whether to push or let it go and

Not sweat it like a plyometric

Where's the lie?

Feel like everybody vying for my attention

We went from paying together to buying seperate

In this world we live in

Stress be what be aging you fastest chasing stacks backwards

The snakes and backstabbers

Smoke and mirrors like the scene in Last Dragon

I'm making moves for the bag spazzing

On wax… I'm known for breaking postures like back spasms

Sometimes I need to fall back, then I get right back at it

How many cats have been gassed?

Turn around and caught lacking

Feel like I'm speaking pig latin, motherfuckers don't get it

Building up my arsenal to back me like my home British

I don't even know when I'm stressed I grind in autopilot

Unity's rare in this game motherfuckers all divided

I sowed seeds throughout the spring and my trees sprouted

Hit a dead end rerouted even squeezed a G out it

Tension headaches clenching

My jaw at night mental head space

Is dense, I had to drop the dead weight, to get to the check mate

More money mo problems when it's all set and done

I rather be flooded with funds than to have none

On this planet earth