JAB - No Stress No Struggle Lyrics

Look
Let me take you right back
See school
I chose to play the fool cos I gotta keep it cool
Acting like I'm lost in a forest
Now i wanna lift off like rocket
Hold cash like your pocket
Do i pray to the goddess or not
For what
For green bills and a blacked out yacht
Then it's a definite
I can be celebrant while i bend
Every element
Rapping for the hell of it
Love is the Medicine
In charge of my bars like a veteran
Intelligent
Looking in mirror that's competitive energy
It's me vs me i'm the enemy
Switch up never repetitive
Search for my benefits but I'm never getting credited
Legacy
Music is my therapy
No chef but I got the special recipe
She appears and the vision is clear got that
Slim body with the back fat
I think I'm gonna wife that
She that pretty little ting from the last track
The rhythm I'm giving just smacks
So imma keep living it
To the max
Woah
Take shots
You miss
Jonny walker in my hand
I'm taking the piss
Jumping on the mike going skit
Everybody wanna body the booth
Froggy I leap rocky I creed get buried like seed
Scaled like weed
Villain
Drilling my pen into pad swimming in millions I wish I had
Willing to killing the charts
Shit feeling all up in my heart
Demonic
Heavy hitting like chronic
Got brothers like warner
Willing to corner
I put the spliff to the flame
Im rocked like rocky not jolly cos the body stills ropes with pain
Its lame
Like a lion without a mane
Jetting on the mic and i'm spitting it insane
But there's voices in my head
Telling me rhymes like wait until we get to this bread we can rock up black out Benz
Woah
Trying to make a hit, true
But i noticed something as i grew
Devil led myself into trouble
Now it's picking up a bag no stress no struggle
Mary jane and i cuddle
Still grind for the muscle
Vision through the tunnel
Sort you out like a puzzle
Woah
Lyrics from my soul
I'll be here forever like a belly button on your roll
Get told
Thought I was grown
Only thing thats
Grown is the cone piece now I find peace with beats
In the booth I release
Get ripped like a receipt still a freak in the sheets
I deliver I ain't talking no uber eats
I'll be feeling my best
Pound beats like king kong pounding on his chest
Spitting so sick I throw up
It's corrupt the gate to heaven is shut
So I'm kicking it in hell
Flicking all my ciggy butts
My music is art
I feel sorry for the bitch who broke my heart
Now I get deep like great white shark
I do it for the people
Let's be equal and continue like a sequel
Cos you're never gonna know when you're life is gonna go
Go slow it's either you do it or not
It's your choice
I'm just trying
Make money using my voice
Mic in the palm of my hand
That's the plan
I'm rolling up these trees like i'm f*cking tarzan
I beauty and the beast
On a beat
Never once said I'm street
I feast on beats
Ay
I use to get
Litty with the bitches in my city
Kept it kicking with the pretty committee I'm rapping till my name is on the city
Woah
Im superman at my kryptonite writing all night
Seeing if the bars sounds right on the mic
Check check
Trying to make a raise in cash check, in the summer might flex underated
I grind
Guess im skating
Real talk all my life
Never got to be in front so I'm hungry on that hunt
I gotta risk it
Like a stunt but the confidents I'm getting ain't coming from this blunt
Woah
Trying to make a hit, true
But i noticed something as I grew
Devil Led myself into trouble
Now it's picking up a bag no stress no struggle
Mary Jane and i cuddle
Still grind for the muscle
Vision through the tunnel
Sort you out like a puzzle
Woah