Channel: Young Thug

Category: Music

Tags: stressed j cole young thug punkyoung thug punk stressed j coleyoung thug stressed j colestressed young thug albumj coleyoung thug album stressed j colej cole young thugyoung thug punkyoung thug stressedstressedstressed j cole young thugpunkyoung thug stressed j cole official videoyoung thug punk albumyoung thug stressed j cole officialstressed thug coleyoung thugj cole stressed young thugj cole stressed out young thug

Description: The official lyric video for Young Thug's "Stressed" with J. Cole & T-Shyne from his album 'Punk' - Out Now! Stream 'Punk' on all platforms: youngthug.ffm.to/punk Punk [Lyric Videos]: youtube.com/playlist?list=PLHiCeIV7logF-Z9j4HyzuYfx34FamU6X1 Check out SLATT 🐍💚: youtube.com/playlist?list=PLx95ifvZCY6r8Z0s0-1D5s0xuNyVtYs88 Call Us: +1 (404) 224-9702 Follow Young Thug twitter.com/youngthug​ instagram.com/thuggerthugger1​ facebook.com/youngthugmusic Follow J. Cole instagram.com/realcoleworld twitter.com/jcolenc facebook.com/JColeMusic Follow T-Shyne instagram.com/tshyne_ twitter.com/TShyne facebook.com/tshynemusic soundcloud.com/tshyne LYRICS [Chorus: Young Thug] Got me stressed (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't wanna rest (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) Smoking cigarettes (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) Get it off my chest (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't wanna stress (Woah) But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest (Oh, woah) And I can't help it, I don't wanna stress (Oh, woah) But I can't help it, hey (Oh, oh) No, no, no [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Rocky Balboa, I'm boxin' with ya, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't know if I wanna sock it to ya, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah) I told her buy Huaraches for me (woah, woah, woah, woah) Skeletons out the closet for me, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't know if I wanna expose this to you (Oh, you) I don't know if I wanna caress you (Oh, oh) Wonder what I wanna do with you, girl (Oh, woah) Don't know what I wanna would do with you [Verse 1: J. Cole] Well, it's that gap talk, pistol hold, nigga on your damn street Pussy nigga usually pop a trigger if the hand speak Lackluster, I'ma smack suckers this year I'ma make a hundred thousand racks off of this here Do the math, hunnid million for the slow ones in the class Type of bags I be gettin' be too big to pay in cash Send it wide, send it fast, 'fore I might just change my mind Nowadays a million dollars barely worth a nigga time I ain't sayin' that I'm the richest nigga that's in this shit (But I'm one of them) Barely check my account, nigga I'm admittin' it (I don't give a fuck) Fuck around with my bread, betcha I'ma find out (I'ma catch a nigga) Couple niggas I deaded, know what I'm talkin' about Nigga don't play with me, I got a wife, I got a baby to feed I got a momma to spoil, I got a brother, got a few legal fees I got a daddy and shit, medical bills, credit to fix, people to pay, label to run You play with your life or you play with my funds, nigga [Chorus: Young Thug] Got me stressed (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't wanna rest (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) Smoking cigarettes (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) Get it off my chest (Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah) I don't wanna stress (Woah) But I can't help it thinkin' if I lose the rest (Oh, woah) And I can't help it, I don't wanna stress (Oh, woah) But I can't help it, hey (Oh, oh) No, no, no [Bridge: J. Cole & T-Shyne] Old sweats, road, jets, tote TECs, no flex Bad bitches, no let's, on deck, broke necks Pill popper, square niggas bare witness (Oh) Blunt twisters, fuck niggas (Oh, got me stressed) [Verse 2: T-Shyne] I've been stressin' 'cause I still ain't buy my dad a house (Stressin') I've been stressin' 'cause my girl said, "We can't work it out" I know some people that start sinnin' as soon as church get out And I don't think like I used to think, 'cause I'm older now When you broke, you doin' more for less, you ain't findin' no success Sad to say my girl just left, and I really love her to death Told her I can't call her my ex, 'cause I feel like we ain't finished yet I just text her phone and I said "Are you out your feelings yet?" And my brother, he just called and need that lawyer money They said he did it, but I know he didn't But you need O.J. money when you tryna get acquitted (Yeah) This shit is sickenin', nobody listen when you imprisoned I was hangin' on the corner with some Jordan's on, no designer Servin' up that white girl, back then we called her "Fine China" I was lookin' for a bad bitch, but I didn't know where to find her All this pressure and this stress make me a diamond I'm just tryna show love, some people never grow up Sometimes I wish I could trust, but that's how feelings get crushed I used to ride on the train, I used to ride on the bus They wanna hang with the gang but, no, they not one of us #YoungThug #JCole #TShyne Stressed #Punk #LyricVideo #SLATT ℗ 2021 Young Stoner Life Records exclusively distributed by 300 Entertainment/Atlantic Records