Lyrics Stressing - OHLA, Bodega Bamz

Stressing

Stressin', nigga I’m straight stressin'
Nigga look at me like I’m blessed, and I be like
Got a bitch always hit up my phone, and I be like, «No question»
Straight like that, nigga
I came in this motherfucker strapped, that’s why I’m nervous
But I know God got my back, I just came for service
But every day I ask God, «Tell me, what’s my purpose?»
I’m just trying to live, I got goals to achieve, everybody got opinions on me
I gotta watch what I post on Instagram, ‘cause they be like, «Is he talking
'bout me?»
I can’t tweet what I want when I want, whole time thinking, that’s freedom of
speech
If I say how I feel, and I ain’t talking 'bout sleep
I be trying not to curse ‘cause I know God gave me a gift, but I’m like, «Please»
Give me a break, matter of fact I don’t need that, I ain’t trying to get comfy
There’s another nigga wanting my shine, and I don’t mean when it’s sunny
Never won, but I’m in overtime, so at least I’m grinding
«Yo Bamz, you ain’t never gon' win,» Well, at least I’m trying
Stressin', stressin', nigga I’m straight stressin'
A nigga look at me like I’m blessed, and I be like, «No question»
Got a bitch always hit up my phone, and I be like, «No question»
Next time leave the bitch alone, nigga, ‘cause I’m straight stressin'
Stressin', stressin', nigga I’m straight stressin'
A nigga look at me like I’m blessed, and I be like, «No question»
Got a bitch always hit up my phone, and I be like, «No question»
Next time leave the bitch alone, nigga, ‘cause I’m straight stressin'
I do this ‘cause I’m so damn good at it, I’m a addict for the art
I do this ‘cause I’m so damn good at it, I’m a addict for the art
I do this ‘cause I’m so damn good at it, I’m a addict for the art
I do this ‘cause I’m so damn good at it, I’m a addict for the art
Now look at they faces, so much guilt
My mother told me never cry over milk, so much spilt
Too many hands in the cookie jar, somebody got caught
You should never underestimate nobody, some niggas ain’t smart, Papi
Stressin', stressin', nigga I’m straight stressin'
A nigga look at me like I’m blessed, and I be like, «No question»
Got a bitch always hit up my phone, and I be like, «No question»
Next time leave the bitch alone, nigga, ‘cause I’m straight stressin'
Stressin', stressin', nigga I’m straight stressin'
A nigga look at me like I’m blessed, and I be like, «No question»
Got a bitch always hit up my phone, and I be like, «No question»
Next time leave the bitch alone, nigga, ‘cause I’m straight stressin'