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Stressed (with J. Cole & T-Shyne) (Explicit) - Young Thug/J. Cole/T-Shyne

Young Thug：

Got me stressed

Oh woah woah woah woah

I don't wanna rest

Oh woah woah woah woah

Smoking cigarettes

Oh woah woah woah woah

Get it off my chest

Oh woah woah woah woah

I don't wanna stress

Woah

But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest

Oh woah

And I can't help it I don't wanna stress

Oh woah

But I can't help it hey

Oh oh

No no no

Rocky Balboa I'm boxin' with ya hey

Woah woah woah woah

I don't know if I wanna sock it to ya hey

Woah woah woah woah

I told her buy Huaraches for me

Woah woah woah woah

Skeletons out the closet for me hey

Woah woah woah woah

I don't know if I wanna expose this to you

Oh you

I don't know if I wanna caress you

Oh oh

Wonder what I wanna do with you girl

Oh woah

Don't know what I wanna would do with you

J. Cole：

Well it's that gap talk pistol hold n***a on your d**n street

P***y n***a usually pop a trigger if the hand speak

Lackluster I'ma smack suckers this year

I'ma make a hundred thousand racks of this here

Do the math hunnid million for the slow ones in the class

Type of bags I be gettin' be too big to pay in cash

Send it wide send it fast 'fore I might jus change my mind

Nowadays a million dollars barely worth a n***a time

I ain't sayin' that I'm the richest n***a that's in this s**t

But I'm one of them

Barely check my account n***a I'm admittin' it

I don't give a f**k

F**k around with my bread bet you I'ma find out

I'ma catch a n***a

Couple n***as I doubt it know what I'm talkin' about

N***a don't play with me I got a wife I got a baby to feed

I got a momma to support I got a brother got a few legal fees

I got a daddy and s**t medical bills

Credit to fix people to pay label to run

You play with your life or you play with my funds n***a

Young Thug：

Got me stressed

Oh woah woah woah woah

I don't wanna rest

Oh woah woah woah woah

Smoking cigarettes

Oh woah woah woah woah

Get it off my chest

Oh woah woah woah woah

I don't wanna stress

Woah

But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest

Oh woah

And I can't help it I don't wanna stress

Oh woah

But I can't help it hey

Oh oh

No no no

J. Cole/T-Shyne：

Oh sweats road jets tote texts no flex

Bad b***hes no let's own that broke next pill

Pop a square n***as bare witness

Oh

Blunt twisters f**k n***as

Oh got me stressed

T-Shyne：

I've been stressin' 'cause I still ain't buy my dad a house

Stressin'

I've been stressin' 'cause my girl said "We can't work it out"

I know some people that start sinnin' as soon as church get out

And I don't think like I used to think 'cause I'm older now

When you broke you doin' more for less

You ain't findin' no success

Sad to say my girl just left and I really love her to death

Told her I can't call her my ex

'Cause I feel like we ain't finished yet

I just text her phone and I said "Are you out your feelings yet"

And my brother he just called and he need that lawyer money

They said he did it but I know he didn't

But you need O.J. money when you tryna get acquitted

Yeah

This s**t is sickenin' nobody listen when you in prison

I was hangin' on the corner I had some Jordan's on no designer

Servin' up that white girl back then we call her "Fine China"

I was lookin' for a bad b***h but didn't know where to find her

All this pressure and this stress make me a diamond

I'm just tryna show love some people never grow up

Sometimes I wish I could trust but that's how feelings get crushed

I used to ride on the train I used to ride on the bus

They wanna hang with the gang but they not one of us