juicy j – i’m stressin’ lyrics
[intro: juicy j & lord infamous]
people ask me all the time, man (scarecrow dont give a f+ck)
“why you be so high?” (gotta let the nature blaze, triple 6 mafia fire the bud up while we on the stage)
ayy, ain’t gon’ lie, man (loungin’ in the back, gettin’ f+cked up right before a show)
sometime, n+ggas get high when they goin’ through sh+t (ridin’ out of town smoked an ounce in back of the limo’)
when the mental health ain’t right, mane, you know what i’m sayin’? you got—
right, you bought a thousand blunts (smoked a thousand blunts)
smoke that sh+t, backwoods, whatever, my n+gga (yeah)
hitkidd, what it do, man?
[chorus: juicy j & lord infamous]
i’m stressin’ (i’m stressin’)
i’m stressin’ (i’m stressin’)
smoke my weed, count my blessings (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
keep my glock c+cked for protection (got it, uh)
sometimes, that be the answer to these questions (smoke a junt, smoke a junt, nina)
i’m stressin’ (yeah, i’m stressin’)
i’m stressin’ (i stay stressin’)
smoke my weed, count my blessings (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
keep my glock c+cked for protection (got it)
sometimes, that be the answer to these questions (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
[verse]
can i trust a n+gga? (h+ll nah)
can i trust a b+tch? (h+ll nah)
will i bust a n+gga? (mm+hmm)
will i bust a b+tch? (mm+hmm)
i’m so paranoid (n+gga)
i got h+lla toys (i got ’em)
go to war with n+ggas (let’s go)
i don’t smoke with boys (f+ck with these n+ggas), uh+uh
people be out to get you, out to catch you slippin’ (can’t trust ’em)
n+gga, i’m from north memphis, all we do is k!llin’ (pop+pop+pop+pop)
keep my f&n and my weed rolled
keep my family fed (uh+huh)
baby need school clothes (yep)
always checkin’ in, what time these n+ggas on
ayy, get in the way of my money’ll get your head blown
i’m on demon time (demon time), i can’t trust a soul (nope)
repent my sins, god wipe my runny nose
hippy+flippy, lsd, got my mind in a trippy zone
seein’ sh+t, couple headed monsters in my bedroom
’bout to hit this weed one more time ’cause my nerves gone
people be f+ckin’ up my vibes, that sh+t personal
[chorus: juicy j & lord infamous]
i’m stressin’ (uh+huh)
i’m stressin’ (i’m stressin’)
smoke my weed, count my blessings (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
keep my glock c+cked for protection (got it)
sometimes, that be the answer to these questions (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
i’m stressin’ (i’m stressin’)
i’m stressin’ (i’m stressin’)
smoke my weed, count my blessings (smoke a junt, smoke a junt, i got you, man)
keep my glock c+cked for protection
sometimes, that be the answer to these questions (smoke a junt, smoke a junt)
[outro: lord infamous]
back gettin’ f+cked up right before a show
ridin’ out of town smoked an ounce in back of the limo’
thought this sh+t is over, mane, i think i smoked a thousand blunts
still, i end up yellin’ to my n+gga, black, “smoke a junt, smoke a junt”
back gettin’ f+cked up right before a show
ridin’ out of town smoked an ounce in back of the limo’
thought this sh+t is over, mane, i think i smoked a thousand blunts
still, i end up yellin’ to my n+gga, black, “smoke a junt, smoke a junt”
(smoke a junt)
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