Yeah!!! It's a deal, I stress no more, in the game with no love, Got niggas talking shit, Ha, ha, ha, Let me get 'em for you, Now listen!!! Ah,Yeah!!! As a boy I used to look my niggas, I in love with the chainz that they wearing, My mama me son don't stress, One day you pop your own shit, And got own bitches, I guess we all have dreams but we push hard, These niggas keep stressing but they do shit, I took the first and wrote everything that's on my mind, I told these niggas gotta smoke a lot of weed before you spit shit, LJ be in synagogue tell these don't stress, Got these niggas moving like MC, you mad that I'm IC, I'm burning salads, I ain't got no nigga, you don't have to like me, But you gotta me, Fly a bird, We Eat Every Day don't trip, I'm talking 365 dreams, If you ain't form my hood then you done about me, You I'm one of them, Don't God forwarded this gift to me, People it's just me, and I, Never how I slide up, These niggas be getting and waste it on bitches, Homie I ain't you lecture, But I'm just facts, You gotta stay focus like when you fuck your own bitch you wanna her feel good, You got your favourate LJ be in your bitch nigga, I work hard, I hard, I win easy, A shout out to my PK and MA7, LJ be rocking this side some thirst heavy bitches, don't stress my niggas, Gotta cash first, I stress no more, I'm into shit, You try'na bring me down by reviling my on you tube, Well, hell homie I sold that shit nigga, You do shit cause I'm always up here, A smoke nigga, one ring on my finger, I it nigga, a dream now nigga, I'm popping shit nigga, I my game above all these niggas, Who wanna bring me now suck it.