Yeah, stress, I'm straightly, I've been dreamin'Puttin' this Gito on the next oneLil' bro on me, sign him, I can't sign himTill he catch oneHe say I'm the reason, if he is, so then I stepped upWhoever next up, tell him send they best oneWe gon' send him back, holdin' his hat with decompressed lungsGod help me relax, I throw two back, help my depressionThese niggas ain't steppers, they too sleepyAnd they messy eaters, XC eyes bleedin', tryin' to whack some needyWon't be rappers, barely okay, cool, let's book a featureHe kept hollin', screamin', help me Jesus, when that top was squeezin'People need to learn how to take heed to signCause I might not get you till I do, then all your people dyin'I was quiet, puttin' it on the line, early day for mineIt's all on IG line, know that they ain't slammin'You ain't never run or walk nothin' down, it's just somethin' that rhymesAsk about me way before I sign, I pass you with a nineWith a button on the backYou ain't never run or walk nothin' down, it's just somethin' that rhymesHe slide, I'll inside or dieYou got up and on, don't lock no five if you ain't down to rideYeah, it's stressin', lately I've been dreamin'Puttin' his heat on the next oneLil' bro on me, sign him, I can't sign him till he catch oneHe say I'm the reason this *** is, so then I stepped upWhoever next up, tell him send they best oneThree piece, two attempts, a reek and one mesquiteWhen he had ducked and I had buzzed, I think he dabbedIf I tried, and I know, I *** with valorIf I know, I'ma know that countAll your hits probably came from pastNow, yeah, wild, know it downSki is drab, got it brokeBands down, check the goldCheck that score, if one for two, they have a holdHe up to the zone, I was gettin' active, he was at homeI know you and I'll show you, I ain't been ho-I'll hold you, free my brody, never had a CodyGot a AP, mama got a Rollie in his busFree us, no more sellin' top, just cussSend it to Apollo, drop him, still got thirteen in my busLost my main man, so what?What about Charles? What about Don?Yeah, it's stressin', lately I've been dreamin'Puttin' his heat on the next oneLil' bro on me, sign him, I can't sign him till he catch oneHe say I'm the reason, if he feel so, then I stepped upWhoever next up, tell him send they best oneCatch somethin', I don't want two heatersAnd my demon tryna stretch somethin'Sonny got away, but it's okay, I'ma get the restSomethin', they know they got death comin'I still tweak for the next dummy