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letra de stress free - young cash aka joey galaxy

[chorus]
i wake up in the morning to thank god ’cause i know that he blessed me
hop in my ride with my forty-five hopin’ n0body out here test me
and you can brag ’bout the money you got, my homeboy that don’t impress me
’cause i don’t need drama in my life, everyday i’m tryna live it stress free

stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free, ooh
stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free

[verse 1]
’09 i let the bullsh-t behind me
i’m in the suburbs, my —– come and find me
and don’t think i forgot where i come from
where the f-ck you —– think i got this gun from?
and now i’ll bust a —– quick, check my resume
had to get ignant on a —– just the other day
and don’t talk ’bout sh-t i ain’t never did
i’m tryna weave out all the haters in the negative
misery love company and that’s a fact
but i don’t need no new friends, just me and my gatt
smokin’ that barack obama, yeah that’s that presidential
i feel good so stress dog is not an issue

stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free, ooh
stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free

[verse 2]
i used to say i never change, like a cartoon’s clothes
but i was immature then, now i’m a mature man
grow up, i’m focused
yeah my crew broke up but now i’m feeling how ciara felt, you know so what?
still doing shows, ‘cept now i’m tourin’ dolo
still fly, see that country boy in polo
heat up on my hip, like the boy apollo
reaper on my hands like the jordan’s logo
talk ’bout me you ain’t even ’bout no money, sure check ignore it
you ain’t even comin’ too my funeral or you ain’t important
call me ugly
go ahead and judge me
you ain’t gotta delight me, i know that god loves

stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free, ooh
stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free

[verse 3]
i’m back
everyday i wake up
gotta get my cake up
tryna put on for my city like makeup
and every night i go out
man, you know i show out
my money talk for me and say ‘bro —– shut yo’ mouth’
and every car i hop in
i prolly got them blocks in
finna ball right
need mention i get loogies
and every club we hop out
we be them ones they talk ’bout
she seen the side, the real, i bet them b-tches jaw drop
and every hoe that choose us
trust me dog, we bust
kick ’em out the same night
you never seen me cuff
for what? now [?] we playin’ by the books
we stress free over here, man
listen to the hook, cash preach

stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free, ooh
stress free, stress free, stress free, stress free

- young cash aka joey galaxy

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