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Stressin (feat. plies)

by Ace Hood


[Talkin: Plies]
A nigga I´m stressin badda den a bitch rite now cause a nigga almost got married to da liquor boy nigga so fucked up out here cause I´m stressin badda den a bitch my nigga...

[Hook: Plies]
Den fucked round got a hoe pregnant...
My lawyer hollen nigga pay me...
Niggas locked up tryna spray me...
I gotta warrent so I´m shakin´...
Seems like I´m all out of blessings...
Own know if God tryin´ test me...
Tried to help a nigga n he waste me...
To tell you da truth...
I´m stressin´
[Repeat]

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Chea my rent due n I´m stressin´...
Landlord jest called with a message...
Say I gotta be out by da 7th man I´m sick and tired of dis mess...
It´s like God is akin´ my blessings bad luck is all in my presence...
Fuck round n I gotta chick pregnant...
What da hell umma do with dat baby...
How da hell I´m gone tell my lady...
I´m drunk ass hell in my zone...
I gotta fifth of hen n it´s gone...
I´m fucked up n I´m stressin´...
I can´t seem to ease dat pressure...
Fuck nigga´s can´t make it no betta...
Des craka´z trna take my life...
Nigga´s mad n hate what I´m makin´...
Heard da feds is out with my face...
Now I´m scared ass hell and I´m shakin´...
I can´t go to jail I´m on paypa´s...
Now dem nigga´s den start with dat hatin´...
I´m tryna help dem nigga´s see paypa...
But dey dan fucked around with da fed...
Now I´m stressed n pullin´ my dreads...
Dem fuck nigga´s deserve to be dead...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Chea I can´t win for lossin´ I´m stressin´...
I dropped and question my blessings... man I´m tired as God is my witness...
Tryna smile but pain is my vesion... man I´m tired of lyin´ to my folk...
Fuck round n I´m serving´ dat coke... baby mama tryna take me to court...
Tryna holla bout child support... fuck round n I got me on paypa´s...
Now I´m mad as hell I can´t take it... I drop n pray to my maker...
Dear lord if hear my prayer... I´m stressed n I can´t go on...
It´s like I´m all out of blessings lord...
I´m alone n nobody to call I got bills but da money can´t solve...
Mama cryin´ but her tears jest fall... (ahhh I´m stressin)...
Big cats what I´m gone do nah... des craka´z wanna take my ride...
Dey wanna take me away fo´life... see my body can´t take nomo...
It´s like a yung nigga life so wrong... no pain my feelings gone...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Chea n I do it fo my nigga´s in jail... doin´ time tryna make bail...
I hold it down fo dem nigga´s don´t tell...
Let´em know dey gone see dat appeal...
Let´em know it´s da real nigga watchin´... n neva mind I grindin´ dey stopin´...
So middle finger´s to dem fuckin´ feds...
Dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen... all mah snitch niggas say he did it...
With no lawyers da judge don´t bend...
CusSupa Jock I lov ya homie...
So I put dat shit on my kin n up on my unborn kin...
So we once u a nigga dat´s gone... is locked up with a struggle at home...
Put´cha hands up in da sky... let´em know dat he ain´t at alone...
Da real nigga´s hold it down at home...
Da real nigga´s gone hold dey own... (yep yep) hold dey own...

[Hook]

Let the music ride...





 

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