Artist: Ace Hood Lyrics
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Album: Track 9 on Gutta
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[Talkin: Plies] A ***** I'm stressin badda den a ***** right now cause a ***** almost got married to da liquor boy ***** so ****ed up out here cause I'm stressin badda den a ***** my *****... [Hook: Plies] Den ****ed round got a hoe pregnant... My lawyer hollen ***** pay me... *****s locked up tryna spray me... I gotta warrant so I'm shakin'... Seems like I'm all out of blessings... Own know if god tryin' test me... Tried to help a ***** n he waste me... To tell you da truth... I'm stressin' [repeat] [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Chea my rent due n I'm stressin'... Landlord jest called with a message... Say I gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess... It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents... **** round n I gotta chick pregnant... What da hell umma do with dat baby... How da hell I'm gone tell my lady... I'm drunk *** hell in my zone... I gotta fifth of hen n it's gone... I'm ****ed up n I'm stressin'... I can't seem to ease dat pressure... **** *****'s can't make it no betta... Des craka'z trna take my life... *****'s mad n hate what I'm makin'... Heard da feds is out with my face... Now I'm scared *** hell and I'm shakin'... I can't go to jail I'm on paypa's... Now dem *****'s den start with dat hatin'... I'm tryna help dem *****'s see paypa... But dey dan ****ed around with da fed... Now I'm stressed n pullin' my dreads... Dem **** *****'s deserve to be dead... [Hook] [Verse 2: Ace Hood] Chea I can't win for lossin' I'm stressin'... I dropped a quarch of my flesh... man I'm tired as god is my witness... Tryna smile but pain is my vesion... man I'm tired of lyin' to my folk... **** round n I'm serving' dat coke... baby mama tryna take me to court... Tryna holla bout child support... **** round n I got me on paypa's... Now I'm mad as hell I can't take it... I drop n pray to my maker... Dear lord if hear my prayer... I'm stressed n I can't go on... It's like I'm all out of blessings lord... I'm alone n nobody to call I got bills but da money can't solve... Mama cryin' but her tears jest fall... (ahhh I'm stressin)... Big cats what I'm gone do nah... des craka'z wanna take my ride... Dey wanna take me away fo'life... see my body can't take nomo... It's like a yung ***** life so wrong... no pain my feelings gone... [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Chea n I do it fo my *****'s in jail... doin' time tryna make bail... I hold it down fo dem *****'s don't tell... Let'em know dey gone see dat appeal... Let'em know it's da real ***** watchin'... n neva mind I grindin' dey stopin'... So middle finger's to dem ****in' feds... Dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen... all mah snitch *****s say he did it... With no lawyers da judge don't bend... CusSupa Jock I lov ya homie... So I put dat **** on my kin n up on my unborn kin... So we once you a ***** dat's gone... is locked up with a struggle at home... Put'cha hands up in da sky... let'em know dat he ain't at alone... Da real *****'s hold it down at home... Da real *****'s gone hold dey own... (yep yep) hold dey own... [Hook] Let the music ride...
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