Mubz Beats - No Stress lyrics

No stress Remember we ain't have nothing at all Told my momma Ima go and get it before I fall I won't stop until I own up every mall I ain't stopping No stress (x12) Verse Who you know do it like me I'm rolling up looking so clean Got my wrist and neck on icy I been k**ing the game you just bite me Frêsh Asf I'm looking spiffy Get your girl here in a jiffy She Roll up and spaz Like Timmy Got a big head but I'm smart like jimmy Struggle was hard we had to make ends meet Now I walk into club everybody know me Kari k omg you on the beat So I sip on the lean and I pop me a zan Roll up the tree reminisce on my plans I was so high Ima do it again (You was so high you gone do it again) So I Roll up the dope and then chew on the stem f** on a b**h With a booty Like Kim Camera crew ready lets go make a film The future gone see it I'm shouting out Phil Ima forget Yo that's the yellow pill I'm grilling these n***as no time to be chill You b**hes is ugly like Adam As Jill I'll love my life and I'll forever will Chorus Remember we ain't have nothing at all Told my momma Ima go and get it before I fall I won't stop until I own up every mall I ain't stopping No stress (x12) Verse 2 You see the cars I want that You see the crib I need that You see them girls I had that So the hoes and problems you can have that See i be working OT So you don't know what it's like to be me I been grinding so hard like rocky Roll up and get to Boxing Like Hockey I'm the Hardest rapper out you can say that I'm co*ky Got whole lot of mfs thinking they can knock me And the ones that don't they just Mfn copy This ain't a f**ing dream to these n***as it's a hobby Get a crib so big the living room a lobby Got a bunch of nasty b**hes giving sloppy toppy And A Bunch Of Puerto Ricans calling me Papii What can I say I can't these b**hes off me Let a n***a breathe Lost a lot of brain cell cause I smoke this tree On the west side that's MLK and lake mead Omg what the f** did you think Trynna go against me Omg what is you on Mf Get gone Omg what am I on I roll up and then blasé on my own All y'all the same like some clones So don't even hit up my phone I'm to busy cleaning my thrown Trynna call me in my zone Chorus Remember we ain't have nothing at all Told my momma Ima go and get it before I fall I won't stop until I own up every mall I ain't stopping No stress (x12)