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I Don't Stress | Track 15 - Nipsey Hussle - Slauson Boy 2 (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Altariq Crapps
Altariq Crapps
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
John Wesley Groover
John Wesley Groover
Songwriter
Lamar Daunte Edwards
Lamar Daunte Edwards
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lamar 'mars' Edwards
Lamar 'mars' Edwards
Producer
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Tariq Beats
Tariq Beats
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I don't stress out, ****
Poke my chest out, ****
Weight on my shoulder, bring the best out, ****
Get it right or you get left out, ****
[Verse 1]
Playin' Pac in my cassette loud, ****
I remember feelin' like a stepchild, ****
I would hate to see my momma stressed out, ****
Black Sam would tell me, "Poke your chest out, ****"
I could die today, I've made the set proud, ****
And I could fly away, but I respect vows, ****
Used to always say I'd make the whole world feel this
Now I'm on the tour around the whole world, ****
Paparazzi waitin' at my hotel, ****
Smokin' while I'm drivin', that's with no L's, ****
20 bands a month just for your bills, ****
Princess cut diamonds up in your grill, ****
Now smile in every camera and show you're a trill ****
You feed 'em what you want 'cause that's your kill, ****
And through the darkest days, I was like, "Oh well, ****"
Westside neighborhood against the whole world, ****
[Chorus]
I don't stress out, ****
Poke my chest out, ****
Weight on my shoulder, bring the best out, ****
Get it right or you get left out, ****
[Verse 2]
I never fold under mental pressure
I get better, ain't no code to y'all misconception
I'm just special, this an ode to my intersection
And God bless and save my soul from this imperfection
I can't measure with a number, all these **** restin'
But it's a lot when you're that young to witness life and death
You shellshocked, but ain't no tears involved
Accept it all, that's how the world revolve
Every 12 months you live another year, you ball
Hindsight is 20-20, that was really God
'Cause lookin' back, there ain't no reason why we ain't get caught
Mission after mission, we was trippin'
Me and Baby Bolt Da Fatts in Lil Killa Dave's kitchen
Police in the front, pistols in the court
When it hit the fan, you get to find out who you are
Nervous as a bitch, with sweat drippin' down my palms
And think through it, thug, you got to stay calm
[Chorus]
I don't stress out, ****
Poke my chest out, ****
Weight on my shoulder, bring the best out, ****
Get it right or you get left out, ****
[Verse 3]
Playin' BIG in my cassette loud, ****
I remember feelin' like the best out, ****
They ain't feel me then, but I'm a threat now, ****
I'm the one that represent the West now, ****
Almost didn't make it 'cause the set foul, ****
Shit'll chip you quicker than the West now, ****
Lock you up in cages, how it went down, ****
Ship you out of town, you need a pen pal, ****
Plenty times I've felt like this the end now, ****
But I catch my second wind around the 10th round, ****
Only God knows to where it went down, ****
But if you see us up, that's 'cause we been down, ****
Stand up, we don't never sit down, ****
Man up, go and get a Benz now, ****
Damn Cuhz, look at how my campaign killin'
Panoramic views, chillin' under 12-foot ceilings
[Outro]
I don't stress out, ****
I don't stress out, ****
Written by: Ermias Joseph Asghedom
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