Stress, it's not to impress,
I don't fear death
Biggie sewin’ gators to impress the dimes
Stuntin' in some other jordan nines
Because he has nobody, no one to impress,
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
You misbehaving and me trying to save ya
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha
To try and impress me,
So give it baby
The fucking college trying to rip me off
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
But i'm not trying to impress, just trying to address,
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
Trying to catch me riding dirty
I'm cold on the cold turkey
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