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[Intro:]Aye yoBlac Haze representinBefore I even start, I'm a fire one up (Ch-ch-ch)Fire one up for my niggas [inhales]That's for my real motherfuckin niggas, know I'm sayin?I got so many playa hatin ass niggas, talkin shit behind mybackThis just, this track is called stressed outCause that's what the fuck I amI'm stressed the fuck outCheck me on this shit, my nigga[Verse 1:]I wonder why they fuckin with' ME?I can't call it as a trueMomma done raised an alcoholicI cock my nine, prayin that a nigga don't provoke meFuck the police, cause I know they all hope we dieJust a young nigga, caught up in that fast laneI speed-ball, yes y'all, it's a fast gameBut still wonderin why them niggas wantin ME?Game official, never leave home without my pistolPlaya haters criticize, and no surpriseTrick bitches wanna fuck me, so they tellin liesTryin'a set me up, get me wettedSongtexteKeep fuckin with them scandelous hoes, you gon' regret itDrama said bet it, and see I floss with niggas that straightchaseYou'll be trippin when them niggas put them guns in yo faceY'all fools don't want it, the bullshit, I don't need itI'm smoked out, I stay weeded, my heater stay heatedThey stressin me out, I'm trippin, why they actin wild?I'm outta weed, so now I'm puffin Black n' MildHennessey got me spooked, them niggas plottinI'm screamin "wait a minute! ", but them niggas ain'tstoppinTake me out the game, bullet wounds hit'cha frameI can feel attention when them niggas say my namesIf I gotta go, let me rideYou can never feel the pain insideNowhere to hide[Intermission:]What's my problem?What's my motherfuckin problem?Okay, I'm a tell ya my motherfuckin problemAight, how many fuck niggasGot my fuckin name in they grille?Stop talkin about me, nigga!Stop playa hatin against me, nigga!Ya know I'm sayin? Get'cha own shit!Nigga, fuck me!?No nigga, fuck you!Busta ass niggas...[Verse 2:]Them niggas full of demons, I hear 'em screaminIs my mind playin tricks? What's the motherfuckin meaning?I cock my nine, I'm a burn on yo crewMy baby-mama, shit, she done turned on me tooI'm hearin rumors, I heard you're fuckin my manCan't understand why she left me stuck in the sandIn '92, I lost my old GI'm reminiscin' on the lessons, that she told meSometimes I feel, I'm about to kick the bucketIf them niggas ain't feelin me, fuck itI'm givin testimonies, nigga wanna sear my fateI'm squeezin all fifteen, split'cha spleenNigga tell me, why I have to be like that?Aye yo Dave, them niggas can't see my trapWhen I pull my shit, them fools die prontoNigga I ain't trippin, roll up and fire a toeIf it's the end, I'm a die on a high-noteFuck savin money, cause most niggas die brokeBitch made niggas, eat a dick, for the stress you causedShow ya how a real motherfucka floss, real niggas talk[Intermission:]I bet'chu wonder why I'm trippinI bet'chu motherfuckin wonderinWhy the fuck I'm trippinI'm a tell you why I'm trippin, ya know I'm sayin?I'm a tell you what the fuckEvery time I turn aroundY'all niggas in my ear on some gay shit, on some fuck shitCriticizing me, why the fuck you criticizing me, playa?Ya know I'm sayin, get'cha own shit my nigga!For real though, on the motherfuckin real thoughI'm puttin down, represent EKG world-wideYa know I'm sayin, I be smoked outCause I'm stressed outYa know I'm sayin, I be gettin highYa know I'm sayin, just to get byNiggas don't understand what it's all about, my niggaI'm puttin it down to fullest man, I ain't even do perfect!But these niggas around me, they trippinCausin me to just go off on some other shitI stay on some other shit, I put it down like thisI'm a real nigga, I'm real with this shitBut right now, I'm a fire this joint back up(ch-ch-ch-ch, [inhale] ahhhhh)And I'm a... get highYa know I'm sayin... and do my thangAnd let y'all niggas... do y'all thangCause I ain't trippinHahaha... ahhahaha... I ain't trippin nigga!I ain't even motherfuckin trippin!Nigga what?I'm just chillin nigga Aus Songtexte Mania