reducing the stress
Stress on my mind like clock works the time break me free bust the locks like the bullets in my glock...got no time for player hating s try to steal my shine so I pop my collar double up my dollas while I turn my impola..on my way to Jamaica with the I'm dating need my shoes but damn I misplaced them.People mugging in the public and don't know what to do...I speak the real no the deal I stay grounded and stay true....cause I'm reducing the stress reducing the stress reducing the stress
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Yeah! I see you, keep on flowin don't slow down until you crash and when you do pick up the ash and come back.
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