LYRICS I do my thing in my way, hustle everyday no time for holiday (no holiday ah) I know my hustle will pay, but can only pay if I work everyday. All of my people in the hood say they love my music cuz I put them in the mood They love my lifestyle and what I do so they got me on repeat anytime I put it through so they call me Stevenson (STEVENSON) they call me Stevenson (STEVENSON) All of these ladies wanna woo me (Woo me) so they call me Stevenson Hmm they call me Stevenson All of these ladies wanna woo me 🎶 VERSE 2 Even the therapist can never cure this my anxiety somebody tell the doctor say my mommy’s prayer is all I need cuz I’ve been broke I’ve been shut I’ve been down but my victory ohn is all I see sometimes I feel like rolling my wristler burn my ganja aaa ahh cuz nobody know me better like my wristler aaa ahh I’ve come too far to fail so I can’t relent No, no, no I can’t relent ah with all these sleepless nights and the depression but I still keep on the faith so I pray to Holy Father to pour me water aaa ahh pour me your holy water on my shoulder aaa ahh Holy, Holy Father pour me water aaa ahh pour me your holy water on my shoulder aaa Holy, Holy Father