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Pressplay - Stress (feat. Mac Taz) Lyrics



Pressplay - Stress (feat. Mac Taz) Lyrics




[ Featuring Loso ]

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

That's the type of shit drive a nigga crazy
Why you do that to a nigga
Look How it made me
While you stuck with somebody else thinking they gone save you
How you got your mind twisted on somebody tryna play you
Shit is crazy and you swear that I'm lying
When i look you in your eyes I can tell that you tryna bust a move
Tryna get revenge for something I didn't do
Try to play that game again I'm gone have to let it loose
Now Na Na we know that shit ain't cool
Playing with me wealth I'm gone show up to ya front door
You want somebody else
That's cool walk out the front door
O' you want revenge that's ok that's a 10-4
I'm posted in the field with my kin in the studio
Ain't it crazy you think I'm f*cking around with a groupie hoe
I ain't the type of nigga f*cking on anything nigga I know
Swear that's what you think about a nigga
Swear I know that's what I know
I won't waste my time, I won't waste yo time
Swear I ain't lying, Swear I ain't lying
And you say you love a nigga then we should be fine
But if you go down that road again best believe you crossed that line

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know
You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

Its yo loss bitch
You should've chose up on the Los
You already know I'm everywhere
Coming through out here
I got the holy ghost
Put it in me like a Furl in my life
1,2 Strike her out
Checking on a nigga alike she wifey now
Coming through out here
What she see, she don't like me now
Cuz a nigga dipped, pressed in it
Come through yea so authentic
I'm Fresh when I want it I get then i spend it
Yea they say a nigga off the hook
I don't give a f*ck I ain't never been a crook
The bitch right there yea that's her lost
She should've chose up on me
But I rather take a flight like a rocket
Nigga it's Los

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

I ain't chasing no bitch I got asthma
Play no games with a bitch as my last one
Since you like Beyonce watch a nigga upgrade
Black hearted like my shit a spade
Tired arguing over silly accusations
You sick in the head like a Napa state patient
Never thought I see life without you
But the pictures clear and I'm better without you
Once was a time you would always make me better
Guess its true, good things don't last forever
Now I'm on to the next looking at you through my rear view
You watching her thinking that should've been you
I'm free now no more insecure shit
I'm free now I'm back on the market
I'm free now on these groupies wish list
I'm free now return of the Mac bitch
It's Taz

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know
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You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

That's the type of shit drive a nigga crazy
Why you do that to a nigga
Look How it made me
While you stuck with somebody else thinking they gone save you
How you got your mind twisted on somebody tryna play you
Shit is crazy and you swear that I'm lying
When i look you in your eyes I can tell that you tryna bust a move
Tryna get revenge for something I didn't do
Try to play that game again I'm gone have to let it loose
Now Na Na we know that shit ain't cool
Playing with me wealth I'm gone show up to ya front door
You want somebody else
That's cool walk out the front door
O' you want revenge that's ok that's a 10-4
I'm posted in the field with my kin in the studio
Ain't it crazy you think I'm f*cking around with a groupie hoe
I ain't the type of nigga f*cking on anything nigga I know
Swear that's what you think about a nigga
Swear I know that's what I know
I won't waste my time, I won't waste yo time
Swear I ain't lying, Swear I ain't lying
And you say you love a nigga then we should be fine
But if you go down that road again best believe you crossed that line

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know
You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

Its yo loss bitch
You should've chose up on the Los
You already know I'm everywhere
Coming through out here
I got the holy ghost
Put it in me like a Furl in my life
1,2 Strike her out
Checking on a nigga alike she wifey now
Coming through out here
What she see, she don't like me now
Cuz a nigga dipped, pressed in it
Come through yea so authentic
I'm Fresh when I want it I get then i spend it
Yea they say a nigga off the hook
I don't give a f*ck I ain't never been a crook
The bitch right there yea that's her lost
She should've chose up on me
But I rather take a flight like a rocket
Nigga it's Los

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know

I ain't chasing no bitch I got asthma
Play no games with a bitch as my last one
Since you like Beyonce watch a nigga upgrade
Black hearted like my shit a spade
Tired arguing over silly accusations
You sick in the head like a Napa state patient
Never thought I see life without you
But the pictures clear and I'm better without you
Once was a time you would always make me better
Guess its true, good things don't last forever
Now I'm on to the next looking at you through my rear view
You watching her thinking that should've been you
I'm free now no more insecure shit
I'm free now I'm back on the market
I'm free now on these groupies wish list
I'm free now return of the Mac bitch
It's Taz

You ain't finna stress me out I know
If you wanna go lil baby you can go
Tired of the same old things
Same old lies
Best believe I know
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Writer: Kevin Bowman, Nathaniel Coleman, Patrick Little
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Pressplay - Stress (feat. Mac Taz) Video
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Performed By: Pressplay
Featuring: Loso
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Kevin Bowman, Nathaniel Coleman, Patrick Little

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