Ouve Stressed Out de Kodak Black

Stressed Out

Kodak Black

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Vídeo de música

Kodak Black - Stressed Out [Official Music Video]
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Martin
Alex Martin
Songwriter
Algernod Washington
Algernod Washington
Songwriter
Antoine McColister
Antoine McColister
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Daniel Valbrun
Daniel Valbrun
Songwriter
Joseph Valbrun
Joseph Valbrun
Songwriter
Ronell Levatte
Ronell Levatte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DVS
DVS
Producer
Derek "Dyryk" Garcia
Derek "Dyryk" Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Brett Bailey
Brett Bailey
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Letra

I done - 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin' I done f- 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin' Locked up, my - stressing -, hoping I make the pregnancy My homegirl's on that messy -, telling her not to keep messing with me - Me up when Chino died, he was bustin' down that fetty brick My career keep passin' me by 'cause I keep going to jail and - Tired of smelling my cell and -, wonder where all my letters went All this money don't mean nothin', nothin' unless my bag is set Family showing me jealousy, they be forgetting to care for me Missing my son, it's stressin' me, his mama stay on some petty - Knowing I take care of my jit, even all of that lil' extra - And you already got more child support, what more you want left from me? - Ain't never been there for me,- been giving they ass a kiss Shootouts every night, spinnin' back-to-back, same - you was just laughing with Talking to God, beggin' for a change Know you know I'm goin' through some things Hoping all this praying ain't in vain Say you never let me feel shame Stressed out, walkin' through the rain Damn, I got a baby on the way -, court date coming up Yeah, I'm strong, but sometimes, it get tough I done f- 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin' I done fucked 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin' What this all be for a -? Bugging off that lean with the pistols - Rocking ski like it's winter You don't need a team to be official Mine is probably the same one get you - The fame, I hang around with killers Creeping on 'em in an armadillo Straight flush -, ain't know I'm a dealer Lil' one finding bodies in the system He been smokin' molly, can't remember First lil' juvenile, then you turned killer Raiders ridin' 'round jumping out Sprinters Sick and tired of - with these - Gotta watch my son grow up through these pictures Tired of falling in love with these - I just know I keep getting richer Now they see me out there, shaking head They was probably thinking I'd be dead Gave him ten years and the - fled Next thing you know, he losing dreads I ain't 'lowed to say no, ain't it? Everyone got their arms out lately Sober me way more dangerous Everything be my fault, ain't it? I done f- 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin' I done f- 'round, got a - pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "-, pay me" - Locked up, tryna spray me I got a warrant, so I'm shaking Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tryna help a - and he left me Tell you the truth, I'm stressin'
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