← LYRICS/don-t-stress
CATALOG · GENIUS-SOURCED

Dont Stress

// album
DARK II
// released
// duration
3:35
// catalog
$ LYRICS.CATALOG// imported from Daj' on Genius · catalog archive · not hand-verified

THE BARS.

Dont Stress — VERIFIED
You can probably see it in my face
I'm really tired of the games
I'm really tired of the lames
Got the 4 pound if you ain't know now
We ain't going around what he say
Niggas always talking about a marathon
But I'm a sprinter it in this fucking race
I ain't got no time for a back door
Out here tryna be big dog
These niggas out here is worthless
I compare it to a sick dog
Nigga out here tryna be a quarterback
Nigga i'll get you picked off
Nigga got all the answers in the world
Nigga tell me what your rent cost
I can flash a couple dollars, nigga show you what your bitch cost
Now a days got so much blessings can't even be ticked off
Turn a frown upsidе down, imma get the money fucking clown
I'ma turn a parking lot with a junkiе into a motherfuckig lounge
I'ma have you spend all your dollars, you can sit on my motherfuckin' couch
I don't never keep cheese out, gotta watch for the motherfucking mouse
I don't gotta use the GPS, yeah, I already know all the routes
American Muscle to the million dollars, ooh, I love how it sound
She gon' keep it goin' till it ooh, come out
Probably seen this shit, probably was around, but never knew what its bout
Got a have fight, left, right, till you hear ooh from the crowd
When you said million dollar, you ain't got a ask, nigga, knew, I'm down
Grew up in the city, that's crazy, can't trust your brother
On the wrong side when it go down, nigga, I'ma pray for your mother I was over this life shit when I was younger
I was a mean motherfucker
Now I found God, I found faith, now I really gotta be the king of the jungle
Gotta be the king of the jungle
Got me king of the jungle, big dog, big dog
Got me king of the jungle, big dog, big dog
Got me king of the jungle
Big cat, big cat, big cat
Can't be trippin' 'bout a hoe, runnin' 'round, tryna get a bitch back
I came black for the back door, oh no, not a kickback
Fuck a thousand dollar, I don't even, think these niggas got a Big Mac Fuck workin' on your mind, lil' nigga, need to work on a six pack
You ain't got no muscle to push all the way, you gon' get your wrist snapped
These niggas crazy, in vegas, lil' baby, better watch for the kidnap But me, I never get pushed back
I'ma the type nigga, get paid in a kushnap
Freaky bitch tryna turn a nigga to a gigolo
Shorty, on my dragon ball, z
So I had to go and give her piccolo
I understand how life works
So I see how they did the bro
Gotta thank God for keeping me on the right track
So you know a nigga gotta go
Ayy, you know a nigga gotta go
Shorty, you know a nigga gotta go
You know a nigga gotta go
Run to the top, ayy, you know a nigga gotta go
20,000 square foot house, ooh, you know a nigga gotta go
150-meter yacht, ooh, nigga, gotta go
Big house, top 57th ave, nigga, gotta go
Miami every day, get a tan ooh, yeah, I gotta go
// imported from Daj's Genius catalog (genius.com/artists/Daj) · not yet hand-verified
$ ANNOTATION.LAYER// line-by-line context · insiders only

ANNOTATIONS.

// LOCKED
// INSIDERS-ONLY ANNOTATIONS
Line-by-line context, references to people/places/eras, and the story behind every quotable. The full annotation layer is gated behind /insiders.
$ status: locked   $ unlock: /insiders
UNLOCK ANNOTATIONS
// COMMISSION
// CUSTOM

▶ COMMISSION A VERSE LIKE THIS

Same voice. Same structure. Your subject matter. Daj' takes custom commissions — direct, verifiable, no middlemen. Pick a reference bar, send the brief, get a verse on delivery.

START COMMISSION