Casanova – Stress (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2020-05-19

Category Lyrics, New Music

Listen, Stream, buy, Mp3 Download and read the lyrics to “Stress” by Casanova. The song was co-produced by Yung Tago & TnTXD.

Casanova Stress

Casanova Stress

There’s more than meets the eye with Casanova. The rapper’s been living his best life over the past few years since being taken off of probation but despite the grandiose Instagram flexes, there are still issues that he has to deal with behind closed doors. His recent release, “Stress” details some of his struggles behind closed doors. Financial troubles to mental health struggles and the passing of Pop Smoke, Cas bares his soul on the record and delivers a type of vulnerability we’re not necessarily used to from him.

Casanova – Stress (prod. Yung Tago & TnTXD)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that’s probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Yo, pass that lighter real quick
Pass that yack too

[Chorus]
I ain’t get a hit yet
I ain’t buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I’m back out in the field with a TEC
I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed
Nigga, I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed

[Verse 1]
I’m takin’ pain meds, I swallow these until I feel brain dead
Layin’ in my couch in house in my Ray Bands
Feelin’ like Gotti with a shottie, I’m a made man
Fuck, I robbed my man for a couple pounds
‘Cause he was up, I’m down
And there was nothin’ ’round
Shit, I’m takin’ uppers now
‘Cause he tryna hunt me down, so I gotta keep a gun around
Just in case I gotta gun him down
Damn, this the life of a crook
Think set it off if my life was a book
Ain’t no bitch in my but I’m in a bank with a wig and a cig
Gotta get it how I live
Jazzy, you my rib, had me stressed out on my bid
I know if I die or live you gon’ take care of the kids
Brash, when the feds was tailin’ you
You ain’t tell on me and I ain’t tell on you

[Chorus]
I ain’t get a hit yet
I ain’t buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I’m back out in the field with a TEC
I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed
Nigga, I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed

[Verse 2]
Don’t wanna talk about spinnin’ blocks or drillin’ opps
Look how they did that nigga Pop, man, I’m still in shock
How they don’t care if you a kid or not? If you live or not?
I’m just glad we went to that dinner spot so we could chop it up
Rappers is the ones they killin’ and lockin’ up
All up on ya dick when you lit and you heatin’ up
But start to move slick when they think you ain’t lit enough
Wild as fuck, right?
I say “Grace,” I strap the .40 to my waist, I can’t afford another case
But run up on me, I’ma shoot you in the face (Boo-boo-boom)

[Chorus]
I ain’t get a hit yet
I ain’t buy my mom a crib yet
I spent my whole advance on my neck
Now I’m back out in the field with a TEC
I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed
Nigga, I’m stressed, they keep sayin’ I’m blessed

[Outro]
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that’s probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT

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