paroles de chanson Stress Kills - Stiles Foettfu

Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
No no no no no no no (Uh)
I just wanna build, but stress kills
I cant let the stress kill me (No)
No no no no no no, oh, Ohooh

Quater milli fuck a decimal
Turn the speakers blow the decibel
I done came along way from nothin
Now i only do it for the revenue
In the hot blocks blow the medical
Want a drop top with a better view
Pulling the strings
Im on the drink
But its more like a chemical
My wrist brownest, i'm gonna drown it
White like a mountain, look at my outfit
Drain it or douse it, the bitches is bouncing
Follow my dreams i cant wake up
Every assignment i made up
In real life i did bad
But in my dreams i get A plus, yeah
And fight'n the demons thas in my sleep
I been swinging the axes and broadswords
Like a wolf they been coming on all fours
Vampires of all sorts, false lords
I can't let them steal my vision
I won't fall short, war I'm all for it
I grew tall for it, I went in my bag and broke the law for it
I let in my glass a bunch of pours for it
I'm still finding out just whats the cost for it

Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
No no no no no no no (Uh)
I just wanna build, but stress kills
I cant let the stress kill me (No)
No no no no no no, oh, Ohooh

I know how yo make you like me
Buy you all the newest nike
Brand new Boosts and a white t
Now they gone fuck with you on IG, yeah
I cant fuck with weirdos
I stay in my circle why my favorite numbers zero
And i'm pullin' up on a thot
Flashing a knot, dripping on her
Nigga pass me the mop
Hitting the block
Getting to the chicken with the stick in
In the kitchen
Thas a kabob, bitch nigga
I cant stop
Im a slob
Cant find none of my socks
Cuz I spent my alot of money just to raise my daughter
I ain't get no advance
And somebody try to tell me
That i wasn't the man
I could get the goons out
Have em eating concrete
Instead the yams
If the poor kid knows whats at steak
He shouldn't heat up the pan
I could cut him to the red meat
If he likes beef
Cus its better than ham
I don't care what street or how deep
Cuz i'm better than him (Mm-hm)
Adversity cant get to me i'm on the move
I get frustrated with my niggas
I don't wanna lose
I brought pre rolls
For my negros
We need bank roll for that vevo
Different angles for my people (Yea yea yeah)
I aint toxic now
Look at my pockets now
Fetti Crocker now
Put down that chopper sound
Changing like locker now
I ball like soccer now
The one like copper now

Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
Stress kills, I won't let it kill me
No no no no no no no (Uh)
I just wanna build, but stress kills
I cant let the stress kill me (No)
No no no no no no, oh, Ohooh
Oh Ohooh
No no no no no no no (Uh)
But stress kills
No no no no no no, oh