Good kids make bad grown ups
No money, power, or drugs,
And i'm a just take another guess
Of anyone willing to enlighten stress
Combating as crazy
C’mon and let’s chill baby
Kids giving their parents bad stress
I'm hoping i confess
I'm everything that they call nice
The stress i relieve is the stress i retrieve
Sell a dub mix some drugs
Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs
And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
But thank god that i'm blessed, that's none of my stress
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