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I been so stressed out lately, nigga, you don't even know the half of it (Stress) Get the drag on the lung, said I need smoke, nigga, bring me a half of it (Drag) I got a lil' bit of shit from Cookies left but I'm 'bout to smoke the last of it (Roll up) Hol' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh) I been so stressed out lately, nigga, you don't even know the half of it My homie just finished ten years of his prison sentence, that ain't even half of it (Free brodie) I just whipped up another brick, before it even dropped, sold half of it (Whip) The plug love me, he ain't gotta front me, I got all his money, not half of it Got my bag up, I'm in this rap bucket (Hah), from the hood, I never had nothing (Hah) Bought that bitch some new titties, she already had a fatty and a flat stomach (Hah) This shit is easy as a free throw, sellin' Ps whole, I don't bag nothin' (I don't bag nothin') Gettin' money in the streets, went to my jewelers, spent a nigga rap budget (Hah) I ain't goin' for shit, I ain't hearin' it (No), if I gotta up it, I'm clearin' shit (Brr) VS on my bustdown, it's clear as shit (Hah), you niggas all know what's up and who year it is (Woo) You niggas can't fuck with me, period (Uh uh), she wanna fuck on her period (What) I'm like, "Bitch, you can't be serious", new Lambo truck and I'm steerin' it (Skrrt) I showed a lot of niggas love but that same love never get reciprocated (Uh uh) Even when I put niggas in position, helpin' niggas get situated (I did) Change your whole livin' situation (I did), but that's just what real niggas do (Uh uh) If you my bro, you know I'll take the shirt off my back and I'll give it to you (Facts) You gotta watch 'em, it's always a nigga you love that be stealin' from you (Cap) I looked in the mirror and I said, "Machine, ain't nobody that's realer than you" (Woo) My lil' brother upstate, it's money on his phone when he wanna call home Told him he ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, got a bag waitin' when my boy home SongtexteKeep my brother Goose with me, everyday he flyest, niggas in Dior Homme (I see you, nigga) I ain't gon' change with my niggas, no, not for no fame or no bitches, no I took a loss, niggas thought I was broke, when I needed niggas, them niggas ain't show I had to get it the best way I know, I just reminded myself I'm the GOAT Now every ball, I get straight off the boat, gold on my neck like I'm still sellin' dope If I only see you when I got a show, you ain't really my nigga, and that's how I know Fake love, fake love (Uh), I don't do the fake love (Uh huh) Talkin' down behind my back (What), nah, homie, that ain't love (Talk to 'em) I just did another show (Woo), filled another safe up (A million) Take the stick on tour (Hah), all my niggas Drac'd up (Brr) Look, I just stayed down and I levelled up, look how I'm stackin' my cheddar up VS the bezel up, got all my niggas, we standin' on couches and we fuckin' [?] up Bitches can't hear that Maybach engine revvin' up, I ain't gon' fuck if she average or regular I make a call, brodie pickin' his FN up, I'm the Machine, I don't see no competitors (Brr) Yeah (Talk to 'em) I make a call, brodie pickin' his FN up, I'm the Machine, I don't see no competitors, yeah Machine, bitch Yeah, look what I became, nigga, hmm Look what y'all niggas made me Yeah, yeah, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I been so stressed out lately, nigga, you don't even know the half of it (The half) My homie just finished ten years of his prison sentence, that ain't even half of it (Free the brodie) I just whipped up another brick, before it even dropped, sold half of it (Yeah, yeah) The plug love me, he ain't gotta front me, I got all his money, not half of it (I got it all) Got my bag up, I'm in this rap bucket (Hah), from the hood, I never had nothing (I never had shit) Bought that bitch some new titties, she already had a fatty and a flat stomach (Hahahaha) This shit is easy as a free throw, sellin' Ps whole, I don't bag nothin' (You do bag up) Gettin' money in the streets, went to my jewelers, spent a nigga rap budget (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah) Yeah You fuck niggas can't fuck with me, nigga I'm the realest nigga I know, nigga Ask niggas Ask niggas how I give it up, nigga I got to be the release nigga in this shit Know what I mean? I ain't never switched up on the bros You know what I mean? Teflon love for all my niggas that's solid Yeah Rick Hyde It was time, baby We got these niggas in a chokehold right now, nigga Yeah, gone Aus Songtexte Mania