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 own good
Damn, I don't know why they me out And they looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For own good
How you me assimilated, ya crazy 'Cuz the gap me and my dad is big change me, fact is, I don't even speak his lingo Still call the place he left 30 years ago
I'm tired of this politics, it's cut between 2 Got them both in my backyard like vultures Picture me rolling on a donkey Cheetah 2 barrels of water, let the waterman 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 class to Mecca First things first, ya know discipline playa
back to moms and pops for all these years Trying to a kid up here like they do down there Heads to the sky, when it comes to my fam Groceries know I supply in whatever demand Now can I
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 your own
Damn, I don't know why they me out And they keep looking at me with them eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For your own
a que Yo caiga, y si Sigo mi Yo me integro, no
Ya he ganado Mis tatuajes los hasta la muerte Mis no ven todo No soy ejemplo de
Las a seguir las estrellas para admirar No las yo Si no puedo no te puedo ensear claro no?
Que lo que y lo que hago aqu Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, as Que lo es ignorar, superar y conseguir Lo para m.
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
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 own good
No thoughts mass confusion No rest we chase empty illusions Is it my mind thinking or my heart I'm just stressed out, it's probably that
Mom's always yelling you been And pop's saying rap gon' pay the rent So stressed I gotta do this shit 'Cause at the same I'm working from 10 to 6
Many things on my I can't think straight Sometimes I wanna quit but maybe it's too Or I'm weak and afar from debate Or maybe it's just God pushing me towards my
Damn, I know 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
Damn, I don't know why stress me out And they keep looking at me them dark eyes I'm tired, me room, let me breathe For own good