Damn, I don't why they stress me out And they looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For own good
Damn, I don't know why stress me out And they keep at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For own good
How you me assimilated, ya crazy the gap between me and my dad is big Don't change me, is, I don't even speak his lingo Still call the place he left 30 ago home
I'm tired of this politics, cut between 2 cultures Got both bodied in my backyard like vultures me rolling on a donkey named Cheetah With 2 barrels of water, let the lead ya
Either ya follow the drip drops or my Cheetahs Either way kid, I'm proof, you will get through Enough cash to send grandma first to Mecca First things first, ya that's discipline playa
back to moms and pops for all these years Trying to raise a kid up here like do down there Heads to the sky, when it comes to my fam Groceries they know I supply in demand Now can I
Damn, I don't why they stress me out And keep looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For your own
Damn, I don't know why stress me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own
a que Yo caiga, y si Sigo mi Yo me integro, no
Ya he ganado Mis los llevo hasta la muerte Mis ojos no ven No soy ejemplo de
Las palabras a las estrellas para admirar No las yo Si no puedo aprender no te ensear claro no?
Que lo que y lo que hago aqu Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, as Que lo mejor es ignorar, superar y Lo para m.
Damn, I don't know why they me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own
Damn, I don't know why they me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For your own
No thoughts just mass No rest 'cause we chase illusions Is it my mind or my heart speaking Maybe I'm stressed out, it's probably that
always yelling where you been And pop's saying rap ain't gon' pay the So stressed when I gotta do this 'Cause at the same time I'm from 10 to 6
Many things on my I can't think straight Sometimes I wanna quit but maybe it's too Or maybe I'm and afar from debate Or maybe just God pushing me towards my faith
Damn, I don't know why stress me out And they keep looking at me with them eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For own good
Damn, I don't why they stress me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own