Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Vocals
Quincy
Quincy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Composer
Quincy
Quincy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quincy
Quincy
Producer
Sean Donoghue
Sean Donoghue
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Stress on my mind Huncho Stress on my mind but I don't show it Cash around me and I might blow it Brought it home but my parents didn't notice yeah They sat down with some writers, man I sat down and I wrote it Yeah, I can't ever lose my focus 2014 in a Focus, 2019 in some Royce's And I got about 5 9's, no cap In a Rangey it's illegal, no tax Yeah I'm sowing what I'm reaping, some racks And I smoke a little suttum, relax I don't talk about no printers, it's just fax And I hate it when she's acting all attached And it ain't true that sometimes opposites attract I made a promise to my family, it's a pact I'm making music, I got business, I got packs I dropped a mortgage on a house and it's detached I got the sutting in my house, it's a wrap I need to seal up the pack up with the vac Yeah I'm back I still got some birds Left them in the nest I still got some birds And some live in west I still gotta press So fuck all the press Cartier bangles fresh Smile more and I worry less I might count up when I wanna and I'm smoking marijuana When I get that cash I smile all day, yeah When I get that cash I smile all day When I see my dash I drive all day Give her three stripes that I call Kanye No fugazi, come my way I'm good with the rock, that's Coldplay Good with the rock, good with Dwayne I'm a top boy, I don't know Dushane Hop up out the Range, why you looking strange? Is it 'cause I gained, I still never changed I try keep straight, there's no traffic in my lane Drinking on some water, pissing out some water 3 litre engine under the Porsche, yeah Hold up, got another order I'm sitting with Porsche her head is so awesome She sees the mask, I'm coming like Bane She's looking pure, pure like cocaine I be a lion, nah I can't be tamed Got the whole gang inside of the Range Sending some shots but they're out of my range, yeah Autobahn stay in my lane Automatic Huncho's gonna spend a little change Digi dash and I had to digital my scales Know some pussy bruddas, feminine males This ain't no story, no fairy tale Get in the package, I Royal the mail Lazy bruddas their just destined to fail Running to money I got me a sale I might count up 'till I'm nauseous Huncho, please approach with caution Can't you see me? I've been working I smoke one, she like perky's And those titties looking perky Is my freedom really worth it? I ain't guilty, that's the verdict But I'm guilty, that's my verdict I'm just giving out some sermons Tryna stay away from vermins With a Tina we can turn him I'm with Tina, she ain't Turner Just a fuck, nothing further Nothing further ya, just a fuck, nothing I'm with Tina she's a burner, yeah And I'm the sole earner Fuck what you wanna
Writer(s): Quincy Ferreira, Mujtaba Khan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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