Problem - Stressin'** lyrics

(Verse 1) Girls have me f*cking up my reflex I reel up then I refocus Caught five of them, then I caught another three Buss them up blood up the whole community Hustling with my grinders and my fugitives Aint nobody have time for no excuses, no Baby mama tripping off my new b*tch New b*tch tripping bout my baby mama Gotta smoke some week i’ll be stressin (stressin) Gotta smoke some week i’ll be stressin (stressin) The homie gonna leave cause he’s stressin Gotta smoke some week i’ll be stressin (stressin) Tired of what they playing on the radio I just bout these dealers have got dirt on them