Tony Kurtiz - Too Cute To Be Stressed

Yeah, uh, huh
Huh, yeah, huh, yeah
Oh Jesus it's getting real
Ya boy in need of a meal
Got hungry n ate the pill
Need help? Where's Dr. Doctor Phil
Need wealth, a couple bill
Nothing else, I keep It real
And if nothing else works I'm placing my bets on my deals
Out here making my bread
Out here making a mess
All these fakes can get left
Ima put you to bed
I'm equip for the test
I don't care for the rest
I'm too cute to be stressed
I'm too cute to be stressed
It's the sign of the times,
Yeah I'm finally fine
And I'm finally famous
Ya'll are fine to me nameless
Ain't got time to be gaming
All these dimes I be bangin
All this wine I be drankin
I need God I feel shameless
Yeah I'm out ma mind
Yeah I'm outta the line
Yeah I gotta few dimes
And I gotta few nines
Got an 8 that luvs cake
Take her straight to go bake
Den I got me seven
Girl, will pray me heaven
She told me I'ma do great
Gonna teach me lesson
Make me pray with reverend
I guess this my confession
Never question a session
I just need me a blessing
All these folks they be testing
They don't know I be wreckless
I'll pop off any second
I'm on top when I'm flexing
Got to stop all this sex-in
It's just hard when u handsome
I applied for forgiveness
And I pray for repentance
With all these hidden agendas
Lord please forgive em
Out here making my bread
Out here making a mess
All these fakes can get left
Ima put you to bed
I'm equip for the test
I don't care for the rest
I'm too cute to be stressed
I'm too cute to be stressed
Out here making my bread
Out here making a mess
All these fakes can get left
Ima put you to bed
I'm equip for the test
I don't care for the rest
I'm too cute to be stressed
I'm too cute to be stressed

Written by:
Anthony Grimes

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