38 - Pressure Lyrics

Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure, Pressure

Timin where it's supposed to be
Father Time is countin down
Tension on my f*ckin plate
Pops you better wash it down
Drinkin from an empty glass
Then he pulled the burner out
I won't crack a f*ckin joke
Cause I know all he'll do is frown

38 it's simple
Give em more
Don't give em lessons

Countin time
Countin money
Countin all these blessings

IMessage off
Safety off
You get the message

I know jump offs
Jumpin off Iedges
Just for legends

I don't see a ghost
In my dreams
I see a phantom

I'm Mel Gibson
Danny Glover
Lethal weapon

If we hold em hostage
There's no bargain
Just deposit

Double by tomorrow
If you mutter
Then we blastin

Can you blame me
It's business
I'm just the assasin

A lot of shit is weighing in
I need to lose some f*cking pounds

In Ohio like the Cleveland browns
If I kick it or I'm touching down

Diamonds probably cut my wrist
Well F*ck, I think I'm bleeding out

Timin where it's supposed to be
Father Time is countin down
Tension on my f*ckin plate
Pops you better wash it down
Drinkin from an empty glass
Then he pulled the burner out
I won't crack a f*ckin joke
Cause I know all he'll do is frown

38 your crazy
Yeah tell me somethin I don't know

The screams in my head
Woke up with a sore throat

I just call the f*ckin shot
That's a 38 with a snub nose

I still pull the f*ckin strings
The same ones that I jump rope

He just want a discount
On a kilo
That's a low blow

Please don't ask my Migo
He kick front doors
For some pecos

Canvas Picasso
Whole album fuego
Fill my cup up halfway
With that pink shit that move slow

I stay on the east coast
Life's a game no cheat codes
Bulltes look like missles
And our red beams give you measles

My slow songs give her goose bumps
But you f*ck with the migos
Trappin out a hotel
I feel just like the eagles

If you knock twice
That's the pass code
But we still usein that peep hole

And if we don't hear that second knock
Then we gettin robbed
Or it's the po pos

Pressure on my f*ckin head
Pressure on my f*ckin mind
Pressure in my f*ckin voice
F*ck I just forgot my line

Timin where it's supposed to be
Father Time is countin down
Tension on my f*ckin plate
Pops you better wash it down
Drinkin from an empty glass
Then he pulled the burner out
I can't crack a f*ckin joke
Cause I know all he'll do is frown