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I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never living under pressure We're not falling under pressure I just count up all the blessings I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never living under pressure We're not falling under pressure I just count up all the blessings I just had to brag a lot [?] I don't wanna brag it though All the talk is for the little boys Tell them boys we gotta keep it real Whole team in the maze New wave that we'll pave I ain't tryna say I'm running shit Cos' all that talk is just irrelevant Yeah how you feel about the realest yeah How you think you getting honeys When you buzzing on the internet Yeah this new wave's gonna get em' wet Letras de cancionesPause, I run it back and never break a sweat I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never living under pressure We're not falling under pressure I just count up all the blessings I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never falling under pressure We're not living under pressure I just count up all the blessings I just count up all the blessings Living life is not a stress ting Never call before you texting Cos' I don't wanna run a rest ting See, I got hoes that wanna triple me Like they don't really got directions They're just coming with the flexing And all that shit don't impress me Get on it, never get reactions Not even a three dots from the messenger I don't want it if it's easy You not fucking with a nigga that's regular I don't settle for no average All your man's are so average I'm humble as fuck but I live it up I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never living under pressure We're not falling under pressure I just count up all the blessings I can't seem to catch a break, woah Call my phone you know it's late, yeah I got so much on my plate, woah But never falling under pressure We're not living under pressure I just count up all the blessings No, no, no, no, no You know we stay ye-yeah No, no, no, no, no No way! From Letras Mania