No Stress (Intro) ft. Kelvin S Lyrics

I don't live life to impress

Nti menni bi a, I don't get time to flex

I paused my feelings

heart on ice, ano get time for stress

If your mum can't put food on your table

You still got to chase the bread

My homies still living the trap life

They don't care about feds

Yeekc a yeba nyinaa all about the paper till death

Till my casket closes

Till I get that ice on my wrist

Till my wrist get frozen

Balling Balling

Winning, winning

The hustle go pay

When we pull up in rover

All your girls are coming over

Big checks me

Big flex me

Fabulous boy just lean on me yeah

S3 anfa aa we round it up

And move it to the next yeah

Smoking some greens for the trap

On God i live for the cash

A youngin gon make it

I feel like a boss when I moving

I'm stepping it, wrecking it

Speed it up

Lambo doors on my mind

So I'm packing up

Me gang for the grind

Never switching up

When the money come now

We gon level up

No new friends

Only bitches I gon add 'em up