Chill the hell out

Yo, yo, what the fuck you stressin’?

Life’s a game, no second guessin’.

Bitches chirpin’, but I’m not stressin’,

Time to chill, man, count my blessin’.

Flexin’ hard, got my mind on stacks,

But sometimes you gotta kick back, relax.

Ballin’ out, yeah, that’s how it goes,

But if you burn out, then nobody knows.

Thug life, yeah, we keep it real,

But don’t forget how to chill and feel.

Ain’t no crime in takin’ a break,

Light it up, let the worries shake.

Motherfucka, hit pause on the grind,

Slow it down, open up your mind.

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,

But don’t forget to sip that sweet tea.

Catchin’ vibes, we in the zone,

Put the phone down, let it be known.

Breathe deep, let that tension slide,

Ride the wave, feel that good vibe.

Shorties callin’, but I'm just chillin’,

Ain’t no rush, I’m all about the thrillin’.

Flex hard, but I’m laid back too,

Cooler than ice, like a boss in the crew.

So listen up, you wild little thugs,

Life’s not just about the money and drugs.

Sometimes you gotta just relax, man,

Kick back hard, ‘cause you got a plan.

So roll one up, light it, let it flow,

Let the good vibes take control, yo.

Chill the hell out, don’t let it stack,

You’re a king, baby, now take a step back.