Damn, I don't why they 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 looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own
How dare you me assimilated, ya 'Cuz the gap me and my dad is big Don't change me, fact is, I even speak his lingo Still call the place he left 30 ago home
I'm tired of this politics, it's cut 2 cultures Got both bodied in my backyard like vultures Picture me rolling on a named Cheetah With 2 barrels of water, let the lead ya
Either ya the drip drops or my Cheetahs dudu Either way kid, I'm living proof, you get through Enough to send grandma first class to Mecca First things first, ya know that's playa
Giving back to moms and for all these years Trying to raise a kid up here they do down there to the sky, clear when it comes to my fam Groceries they I supply in whatever demand Now can I
Damn, I don't why they stress me out And they keep looking at me with them eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For your own
Damn, I know why they stress me out And they keep at me with 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 tatuajes los llevo la muerte Mis no ven todo No soy de nada
Las a seguir las estrellas para admirar No las yo Si no puedo aprender no te puedo Esta no?
Que lo que digo y lo que aqu Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, as Que lo es ignorar, superar y conseguir Lo importante m.
Damn, I know 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 know why they stress me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For your own
No just mass confusion No rest 'cause we chase illusions Is it my mind thinking or my speaking Maybe I'm just stressed out, probably that
Mom's always yelling you been And pop's rap ain't gon' pay the rent So stressed when I gotta do shit 'Cause at the same time I'm from 10 to 6
Many on my mind I can't think straight Sometimes I wanna quit but maybe too late Or I'm weak and afar from debate Or it's just God pushing me towards my faith
Damn, I know why they stress me out And they keep looking at me with them dark I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own
Damn, I know 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