[Intro: YoungstaCPT]
(Young Shaney Jay, he the plug boy)
It's stressful (It's stressful, stressful)
Everybody got their own shit to deal with so why am I feelin' stressful? (Stressful, stressful)
So numb to the pain, I caN't feel shit
[Verse 1: YoungstaCPT]
Discovered my purpose at age six, not once did I lane switch
Stay rich and die tryin', they diggin' my grave big
I was focussed on makin' money (Yeah), you wanted to take pics
And even when they say they love you, emotions can change quick
It's a Chris Rock moment as soon as the pain hits
If you willing to fight, my ninjas is ready to break bricks (Bah)
Fortunate to having starved and fed with thе same clique
The onеs who didn't help at all are still gettin' their plates dished
The game's rigged (Damn), so artists won't get the best value (Nah)
The mainstream is crowded, take the road that's less travelled (Yah)
They crossed me, I kept my composure and kept casual
'Cause the beef I deal with is not the type that the chefs handle (Woo)
Fake news spread fast, the truth is said last
The consequence is death if you ever trespass (Praaa)
Never stop that mental block, so I'm tryin' to get across it
If you want those white lines we sellin' them dentals floss
The fiends outside are shootin' those techno shots
I was with Rico when we sold 'them that bag of the epsom salt
Seen ouens with stripes flat on top of the zebra cross
So being co-signed by gangsters actually meant a lot (Aweh)
You can try and take my chain but you won' take me alive (Nah)
Stand firm, I smile at death and look it straight in the eyes
So say your goodbyes, you were just a snake in disguise
I'll save all our dope pictures for the day that you die
(Young Shaney Jay, he the plug boy)
It's stressful (It's stressful, stressful)
Everybody got their own shit to deal with so why am I feelin' stressful? (Stressful, stressful)
So numb to the pain, I caN't feel shit
[Verse 1: YoungstaCPT]
Discovered my purpose at age six, not once did I lane switch
Stay rich and die tryin', they diggin' my grave big
I was focussed on makin' money (Yeah), you wanted to take pics
And even when they say they love you, emotions can change quick
It's a Chris Rock moment as soon as the pain hits
If you willing to fight, my ninjas is ready to break bricks (Bah)
Fortunate to having starved and fed with thе same clique
The onеs who didn't help at all are still gettin' their plates dished
The game's rigged (Damn), so artists won't get the best value (Nah)
The mainstream is crowded, take the road that's less travelled (Yah)
They crossed me, I kept my composure and kept casual
'Cause the beef I deal with is not the type that the chefs handle (Woo)
Fake news spread fast, the truth is said last
The consequence is death if you ever trespass (Praaa)
Never stop that mental block, so I'm tryin' to get across it
If you want those white lines we sellin' them dentals floss
The fiends outside are shootin' those techno shots
I was with Rico when we sold 'them that bag of the epsom salt
Seen ouens with stripes flat on top of the zebra cross
So being co-signed by gangsters actually meant a lot (Aweh)
You can try and take my chain but you won' take me alive (Nah)
Stand firm, I smile at death and look it straight in the eyes
So say your goodbyes, you were just a snake in disguise
I'll save all our dope pictures for the day that you die
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