Текст песни Stress - Bxxmzilla

Yeah hey hey
Stress
It's getting on my head
It's getting on my head
Stress
It's getting on my head eh yeah
Hey, it's getting on my head
It's getting on my head
Stress
It's getting on my head eh yeah

Yeah, hey, got a lot of things to do (Yeah)
Trying not to waste my time on old school falling clues (No)
I don't know the way, but I keep going like I'm disco Stu (What)
Dancing on my way, bitches laughing while I'm passing through (Ok)
Hey hey hey (Yeah)
Running on my own I'm always
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Gucci on my jacket Rockin
Wooh wooh wooh wooh (Yeah)
Ain't no nigga try to stop on me (Ah)
Hey hey hey
Going for the grammy's with my lean (Yeah)
Wait (Wait)
And I know I just can't waste my time (Yeah)
Got my three little brothers and a sister I can't get too far (Wooh)
My dad always tired, he says don't worry about me son (Yeah)
My mom always trying to help him when he just can't get up (Yeah)
And I'm sitting in front of a wall, looking at my drawings of mansions and cars
It's been about a while since I left my dog
The only thing I'm thinking is coming home with a smile

Stress
It's getting on my head
It's getting on my head
Stress
It's getting on my head eh yeah
Hey, it's getting on my head
It's getting on my head
Stress
It's getting on my head eh yeah