Young Dolph - Stressin’ lyrics
[Young Dolph - Stressin’ lyrics]
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy Name (KE on the Track)
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
Just watch over my family Lord while
I'm out here chasing bread (Please)
It's like I always get bad news
Everyday I jump out the bed (Goddamn)
So I roll a fat one up and
I take one to the head
Momma call us and my auntie
(Hello?) , just found out
She got cancer (Shit, man)
Could do nothing but hold my head down
Ain't even know how to answer (I swear)
Hung the phone up called my auntie
Told she gon' be aight
Don't nothin' come before my family I
Put that shit on my life
Yeah, I sold dope just so
My family could live good (Straight up)
No matter how far I get for
South Memphis I'm still hood (Straight up)
Auntie just call me said she felt
Low can't you send some pictures? (Yup)
Wherever you go through auntie just know
We're right here with you
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been streesin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
Our Father, who art in heaven
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been stressin'
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
I got this niggas that's so close to me
That he me so I treated him like blood
(Like blood, nigga)
Shit crazy nigga stole from me
It's all good my nigga I
Ain't trippin' bruh you still
But hell nah I can't fuck with you
Hell nah I don't trust you nigga
Your crazy pal still love you nigga
But I would never gave you none nigga
A OG once told me
That you got all the love in the world
But the streets never loved you nigga
For real, damn, this shit crazy
The way I roll the weed all day
Tryna smoke my palms away (Damn)
That's why I gotta get rich right now
Get this shit outta the way
All I can do in effort forgiveness of my sins
And pray for better days
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been streesin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
Our Father, who art in heaven
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been stressin'
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
Hallowed be Thy Name (KE on the Track)
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
Just watch over my family Lord while
I'm out here chasing bread (Please)
It's like I always get bad news
Everyday I jump out the bed (Goddamn)
So I roll a fat one up and
I take one to the head
Momma call us and my auntie
(Hello?) , just found out
She got cancer (Shit, man)
Could do nothing but hold my head down
Ain't even know how to answer (I swear)
Hung the phone up called my auntie
Told she gon' be aight
Don't nothin' come before my family I
Put that shit on my life
Yeah, I sold dope just so
My family could live good (Straight up)
No matter how far I get for
South Memphis I'm still hood (Straight up)
Auntie just call me said she felt
Low can't you send some pictures? (Yup)
Wherever you go through auntie just know
We're right here with you
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been streesin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
Our Father, who art in heaven
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been stressin'
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
I got this niggas that's so close to me
That he me so I treated him like blood
(Like blood, nigga)
Shit crazy nigga stole from me
It's all good my nigga I
Ain't trippin' bruh you still
But hell nah I can't fuck with you
Hell nah I don't trust you nigga
Your crazy pal still love you nigga
But I would never gave you none nigga
A OG once told me
That you got all the love in the world
But the streets never loved you nigga
For real, damn, this shit crazy
The way I roll the weed all day
Tryna smoke my palms away (Damn)
That's why I gotta get rich right now
Get this shit outta the way
All I can do in effort forgiveness of my sins
And pray for better days
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been streesin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'
Our Father, who art in heaven
Didn't come to ask for no
Money but I've been stressin'
Yeah I'm doing good but I've been stressin'
Come for my niggas locked up
They got they family stressin'