Malc - Stressing (feat. Twice)
One thing bout this bout this musicWhen it hit you
You feel my pain
Spoken word over these beats
This Knowledge
Giving free game
Paying respects to those who came before N provided me with this lane
Cus as much as things change they remain the same
It's the same city
Same nigga
If ya looking for me
Check my story
I been hungry since I was shorty
Aspirations bigger larger than life
I don't believe in normal
I rather maneuver like king
Than be comfortable dormant
So Can I live
Enjoy my coming of age
Cus D' evils been on back
But me n god on the same page
Cus when a nigga needed directions
Somehow you showed a way
Ain't too religious
But I know some type of god lives in may
I used to dread change
Locked in my ways
Now I just welcome it
Goin broke chasing dreams through streams
Pennies don't amount to shit
Especially
When the method man
Is what?
Get to cream
I feel the pressure
Cus everything ain't always what it seems
Fabe telling me you need a hit
Them folks don't care that you can spit
But I can't sell out
N let Nas down
I can't just do that shit
Cus to whom much is given
Much is always fucking expected
Be yaself
Cus in the end
The real always the ones respected
I been stressing
Been gambling with my life
Anxiety in every move
Like Am I wrong or am right?
Pressure from all sides
Struggle just to sleep at night
Stressing
I need I need a blessing
I been gambling wit my life
I ain't the only nigga stressing tryna make it out
But I refuse to be a nigga who out here chasing clout rappers talk to much
Like they broner just show us what you bout
Don't believe nun you say Nigga just close your mouth
Last week of the month we couldn't wait till the first
Even tho momma made it work we could see
That she hurt was living off that check to check really felt like the worst just pray
I reach all of my dreams before we all hit the dirt
Niggas had that tooth brush just to really clean they sneaks with it
Now we cop another pair soon as we see a crease in it bitches used to hoeing and lying
I stay with three women two gone fold on you the last one Ima treat different
More money bring problems then I'm ready for that i rather be rich with the problems
lma keep it a stack I see niggas in they 30s who really ain't bouncing back
Cause all they played was the block and had no goals to attack
That's facts
I just wanna show my niggas to some better views prosper with the dollas
And show em that We got shit to prove most these niggas and cops in the city dont got shit to do
I just wanna make a reality out my visuals
Don't ever let rumors affect me they tryna knock me off I already know alot
These niggas really cotton soft hope my dawg don't get rolled on getting that cotton off
I laugh at these haters and hoes they need to knock it off
Written by:
Malcolm Robinson, Peter Patrovich
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