Lyrics Stressed (feat. CrownedYung) - Flow Jones Jr.

Smoke (Whoop, whoop)
Smoke
The menace
Let it ring
Let go, go
Let's go
Let go
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

I put my life in the public I'm stressed (Tryna be famous)
It be the shit that I gotta go through for a private jet (Over workin')
I UberEATS henny when I'm upset (Getting drunk)
I watch niggers give up on me when I had non left (Fake)
But I, I got what it takes (I need myself)
Like I said, I'm God's favourite (Yeah)
I was stuck in them cages
Didn't think I was gon make it (Nah)
Your circle be tight as a bracelet (Why?)
Cause these niggers don't fuck with you
Nigger, These niggers on fake shit (Oh Shit)
These niggers don't fuck with you
Nigger, These niggers on fake shit

Got some random nigger bitch, toppin me
Say they hate on the music, deep down they wanna copy me
It's already in motion
And you tryna' stop it is bogus
It's like niggers hate for some tokens
These niggers and bitches is Trojans (Malicious)
That's why I'm antisocial
I'm never sober how I'm coping
Smoking, never been the type the To open up
I could go cold for months
Asking me what's wrong, I give you the shoulder shrug
Think I might be broken or something
This henny gon solve all my problems
Anything just to clear up my conscience

Imma make it out I promise
Imma make it out I promise

I put my life in the public I'm stressed (Tryna be famous)
It be the shit that I gotta go through for a private jet (Over workin')
I UberEATS henny when I'm upset (Getting drunk)
I watch niggers give up on me when I had non left (Fake)
But I, I got what it takes (I need myself)
Like I said, I'm God's favourite (Yeah)
I was stuck in them cages
Didn't think I was gon make it (Nah)
Your circle be tight as a bracelet (Why?)
Cause these niggers don't fuck with you
Nigger, These niggers on fake shit (Oh Shit)
These niggers don't fuck with you
Nigger, These niggers on fake shit

I'm a genius caught in the matrix
Ima just put this Lamens...
Only way I can potray it
Tell me who you think the greatest
We the same like Tomato-Tomato
Chop it up with my bro we're some Gators
I was thieving nearly got on papers
Do the cheese like a motherfucking grater
This the only thing I'm tryna make up
Master my craft like a motherfucking slaver
I'm too high you are not on my radar
I'm so geeked I could fuck on Fantasia
One day I'll get twins to blow me Al-Qaeda
And my childhood was hard labor
My anxiety was major
Now I puke on the flow like a sailor
Hair looking like I was raised in Jamaica

I put my life in the public I'm stressed (Tryna be famous)
It be the shit that I gotta go through for a private jet (Over workin')
I UberEATS henny when I'm upset (Getting drunk)
I watch niggers give up on me when I had non left (Fake)
But I, I got what it takes (I need myself)
Like I said, I'm God's favourite (Yeah)
I was stuck in them cages
Didn't think I was gon make it (Nah)
Your circle be tight as a bracelet (Why?)
Cause these niggers don't fuck with you
Nigger, These niggers on fake shit (Oh Shit)