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Grand Daddy I.U. - Don't Stress Me lyrics
Verse 1: Yo guess who's back the tall slim mack witth the smooth flow No need to speed so indeed I move slow Rippin' the track smooth mellow and laid back Rap size paid mack ain't wack so save that Time to scrap I don't yap I draw blood And brothers can't see this so I don't studder Little neighborhood rumors and people out gossipin' Said I was dead and couldn't get props again But now I'm back on the scene stackin' up green For hoe cakes to fiend you know the routine Before I made it brothers didn't care Now that I'm gettin' there Everybody and the momma wanna split and share But I don't loan nobody jack Because I don't trick ya kick dirt behind my back Said you knew when I was broke doin' crimes at the bar Now I think I'm all that tryin' to pose like a star You're sayin' I'm a chump and I forgot where I came from Tellin' me other brothers be dissin' me while you're the main one They wanna know what I've been doin' and where I've been Now I'd be wrong if I'd cave your chest in So take a pause for the cause keep you nose out my business kid And mind yours don't have to fake the funk my man just be real If something ain't right then let me know how ya feel But yo just don't stress me Hook: Let me tell ya I don't need nobody Tellin' me what to do I got my own way of doin' thangs So you don't have to stress it at all I am, doin' what I want And what I wanna do is my decision and mine alone Cause it's all about me baby Verse 2: I live like a king do my own thing Can't nobody tell me jack man I swing how I wanna swing Got my own mind and my own ideas The hell with influence and the pressure from my peers Tellin' me what I should could can or can't do But you be yourself let me be I.U. Too many other problems goin' on in the world Every other ten minutes gettin' beeps from my girl But if you're on my side then you must understand Gotta do what I gotta do baby I'm a man Though I'm makin' moves you don't have to run me down Cause if I didn't care then I wouldn't be around So if ya think I'm wrong let me know what's on your mind And we can sit and work out and everything will be fine But yo don't stress me Hook Verse 3: Yo my own moms and pops couldn't even understand But ever since ten I been my own man Made my own loot wheather it's legal or not From robberys to sales inside of drug spots But I did my time and I paid my dues I found out for self the streets is bad news So now I live different and I changed the plan Tryin' to brake into the buisness so one day I'll be the man Momma told me be a doctor a lawyer or a judge But that ain't what I want so my mind don't budge Try to send me to the service to be all I can be Once you fail to realize that deciesions up to me If I would of played the army I'd be fightin' in the war But instead I'm makin' records and I'm goin' on tour So don't stress me Hook |
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