Damn, I don't know why they me out And they looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For your own
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 your own
How dare you me assimilated, ya the gap between me and my dad is big Don't 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 2 cultures Got them both bodied in my like vultures Picture me rolling on a donkey Cheetah With 2 barrels of water, let the waterman ya
Either ya follow the drip drops or my dudu Either way kid, I'm living proof, you will get 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 to raise 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 keep looking at me with them 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 own good
a que Yo caiga, y si Sigo mi Yo me integro, no
Ya he suficiente Mis los llevo hasta la muerte Mis ojos no ven No soy de nada
Las palabras a seguir las estrellas para No las yo Si no aprender no te puedo ensear Esta no?
Que lo que y lo que hago aqu Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, as Que lo mejor es ignorar, y conseguir Lo para m.
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 know why stress me out And keep looking at me with them dark eyes I'm tired, give me room, let me For own good
No just mass confusion No rest 'cause we chase empty Is it my mind thinking or my heart Maybe I'm just stressed out, it's that
Mom's yelling where you been And saying rap ain't gon' pay the rent So stressed when I do this shit 'Cause at the same I'm working from 10 to 6
Many things on my mind I think straight Sometimes I quit but maybe it's too late Or maybe I'm weak and afar from Or it's just God pushing me towards my faith
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 own good
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