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JayTsar - Cheap To Stress Lyrics



JayTsar - Cheap To Stress Lyrics
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Yeah, no it ain't cheap to stress, at all, ha, yeah, huh, for sure, ha
No it ain't cheap to stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet, I ran it, ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten, like dont even, race the vette
Bought another chop, fresh out the shop, so it ain't racist yet
My last bitch kinda mad, my new bitch body tea
She want Cartier, walk up to Jay, like, can you prada me
Za straight from the bay, I'm out the way, like, it's astronomy
New nigga ain't too fond of me, ha, he tryna get rid of Jay
Well, that shit really comedy, it is, he f*ckin' up on the play
It's bad for the Biz, not who he say like the Wiz
He still gon' act super tough for the kids
Laser the Glock, we gon' aim at the top like a young nigga shoppin' at Lids
Pull up and ball on your block, brody go for the shot, said he really been on his Nick Briz
No, it ain't cheap to stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet, I ran it, ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten, like dont even, race the vette
I bought another chop, fresh out the shop, so it ain't racist yet
I'm on the way, I told that bitch I'm on the way
But this hoe a thot, I passed the rock and brody take the lay
Niggas steady tryna hate, but I don't f*ck with what they say
Just tryna change the game, I promise I won't change for fame
Swear money, can't even change a lame, Blick, light and up the blinker
He thought we was changin' lanes, purple piss and dirty veins
But I'm gettin' money, so I can't complain
Yellow diamond shit, I'm super saiyan
On a different level, but I can't explain, on God
Shit, what he say
I'm too geeked, I'm up off ten
Hit it once, now I'm her man
My bitch to turnt to f*ck a fan
On the road like a trucker man
I don't need no CDL
Big blicks, no CPL
Throwin' bread, we gon' wish him well
No, it ain't cheap stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet
I ran it, I ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten
Like, don't even race the vet
I bought another chop, fresh out the shop
So it ain't racist yet
On God
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Yeah, no it ain't cheap to stress, at all, ha, yeah, huh, for sure, ha
No it ain't cheap to stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet, I ran it, ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten, like dont even, race the vette
Bought another chop, fresh out the shop, so it ain't racist yet
My last bitch kinda mad, my new bitch body tea
She want Cartier, walk up to Jay, like, can you prada me
Za straight from the bay, I'm out the way, like, it's astronomy
New nigga ain't too fond of me, ha, he tryna get rid of Jay
Well, that shit really comedy, it is, he f*ckin' up on the play
It's bad for the Biz, not who he say like the Wiz
He still gon' act super tough for the kids
Laser the Glock, we gon' aim at the top like a young nigga shoppin' at Lids
Pull up and ball on your block, brody go for the shot, said he really been on his Nick Briz
No, it ain't cheap to stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet, I ran it, ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten, like dont even, race the vette
I bought another chop, fresh out the shop, so it ain't racist yet
I'm on the way, I told that bitch I'm on the way
But this hoe a thot, I passed the rock and brody take the lay
Niggas steady tryna hate, but I don't f*ck with what they say
Just tryna change the game, I promise I won't change for fame
Swear money, can't even change a lame, Blick, light and up the blinker
He thought we was changin' lanes, purple piss and dirty veins
But I'm gettin' money, so I can't complain
Yellow diamond shit, I'm super saiyan
On a different level, but I can't explain, on God
Shit, what he say
I'm too geeked, I'm up off ten
Hit it once, now I'm her man
My bitch to turnt to f*ck a fan
On the road like a trucker man
I don't need no CDL
Big blicks, no CPL
Throwin' bread, we gon' wish him well
No, it ain't cheap stress, that's why I had to teach finesse
Slipped up like his feet was wet
I ran it, I ain't even break a sweat
Catch me on the road, I'm pushin' ten
Like, don't even race the vet
I bought another chop, fresh out the shop
So it ain't racist yet
On God
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Writer: Jaden Smith
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Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Jaden Smith
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