Sinuses
Baby Moma
Too much
The pressures too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
I'm made a liar
It's my fault
My fault
Pressure too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
It's my fault
My fault
The pressure too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
I made a liar
It's my fault
Not depending on the Messiah
Chasing smoke
Thinking I'm high
Illusions of confusion
Empty desires
Nothing to my name
Ashame
No ends to acquire
Lost in the streets
Looking for the cheapest supplier
Coming up short
To what jobs require
No help
From a couple of prior
Felonies
Reduce misdemeanors
Treated like I robbed the cleaners
Finish college for what
Im still a senior
Running rebel
With this product to pedal
Starving too hungry to settle
Looking for the next level
Soldier in the field
Test my metal
Raised in the home Rayful Were beef becomes fatal
Shots fired over my cradle
Since an early age
Ready willing and able Responsible
At the front of the table
Reality TV
Soon the network cable
Comcast I need this paper fast Havnox
Humbled missing meals
Forced fast
Protectively break
Ceilings
Made of glass
All surrounding
Lived in the past
I make models
Help you die with some class
Forgotten by many
I put you on blast
Al queda
Even unsigned
Your last track
Peopled by your
Major Luca Brasi
Next to God
The Father
The Creator
I put down
Any player
Call me the mayor
Better yet the governor
The pressures too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
I'm made a liar
It's my fault
My fault
The pressure too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
It's my fault
My fault
Flowing like I'm all alone
In my house
Mean I'm in my zone
High spaced
On my throne
Looking down
Like damn
A nigga growing
Hard on money
I'm about my business
Every minute
Casino gaming
Investing bytchs
Dyin to play wit it
Growing in digits
Stay killin
Gone on admit it
Ya feel it
Deep down
Physically touching your spirit
Close to Ripon
Rubber and plastic
Contain package of the shipments
Going thru paper
Good on this money making mission
And it's even better than it sound
CountDown
WorkAtHisBest
Best bets it's still around
So if you feeling what I mean
Think of your family tree
Picture with me
All your peoples
Covered in green
Havnox
The pressures too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
I'm made a liar
It's my fault
My fault
Pressure too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
It's my fault
My fault
The pressures too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
I'm made a liar
It's my fault
My fault
Pressure too heavy
I'm not ready
Thrown in the fire
It's my fault
My fault