Verse 1:
What you know about living by a crack house?
The neighborhood still nice, but it’s trash out
The street lights ain’t bright, so it’s blacked out
The street life ain’t right, it’s a bad route
So you take another mission
You trying to get them Big Bens like you were a Piston
So you gon’ get them bills up 'cause your mama tripping
Living in a stacked house, you ain’t trying to go to prison
And you got a decent job but it really ain’t no paper
Other people going through the same shit, it’s the vapors
You gotta dodge haters, and cops with the radar
The women that you want turn you down like a fader
And fuck, it’s a struggle on your hеart and your self esteem
You gon’ do whatevеr just to get yourself some cream
Maybe hit you a lick, maybe fuck with the beam
But in reality you really wanna follow your dreams
Hook:
That’s stress-the reason why you steady chasing dollars or a check
The thing that got you heated, bills breathing down your neck
But you don’t pay attention to it, you just wanna flex
You don’t do it for the love, you just caught up in the ‘Net
And everybody know it, they don’t give you no respect
It’s a dangerous field, you gotta measure every step
Don’t think about the past, keep creating for the next
That feeling that you feel when you want to do your best
Verse 2:
Some of the homies never made it
'Cause they were too impatient
And now they're in a grave 'cause another nigga raided
They tried to get that cash in advance from a favor
That favor turned sour, mama screaming for her savior
Imagine how that situation stressing her out
She don’ lost her only baby, it’s depressing her now
'Cause in the country that we live in it’s hard being black
Single parent home, gotta put the fam on yo back (DAMN)
The government don’t give a fuck about our color
They say they feel threatened, but that shit is just a cover
For your racist ass plans, being dicks to my folks
Stress a nigga for his skin like you stretching the mold-but I
Call God when I’m feeling a strain
'Cause He the one that shelter us away from the rain
Had pain, got faith, you were lost, got saved
Never let the World kill ya spirit, that’ll have you drained
Hook:
That’s stress-the reason why you steady chasing dollars or a check
The thing that got you heated, bills breathing down your neck
But you don’t pay attention to it, you just wanna flex
You don’t do it for the love, you just caught up in the ‘Net
And everybody know it, they don’t give you no respect
It’s a dangerous field, you gotta measure every step
Don’t think about the past, keep creating for the next
That feeling that you feel when you want to do your best
Bridge:
One day-you could be living it up
Then the next week you down, like you ran outta luck
Straight stuck, yeah it suck
It’s a punch to the gut
But don’t fall into the muck, God coming in the clutch, aye
One day-you could be living it up
Then the next week you down, like you ran outta luck
Straight stuck, yeah it suck
It’s a punch to the gut
But don’t fall into the muck, God coming in the clutch, aye
Hook:
That’s stress-the reason why you steady chasing dollars or a check
The thing that got you heated, bills breathing down your neck
But you don’t pay attention to it, you just wanna flex
You don’t do it for the love, you just caught up in the ‘Net
And everybody know it, they don’t give you no respect
It’s a dangerous field, you gotta measure every step
Don’t think about the past, keep creating for the next
That feeling that you feel when you want to do your best
