Pressure
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
It's loco it's crazy
I work hard on my rap shit daily
Maybe half of my ramp shit wavy
But how far will this rap shit take me
Lord save me
Lord help me
Make sure that my fam stays healthy
And make sure that my man stay wealthy
Cuh we really in the sticks like selfies
You ain't ready for the outro
Tell me how many man must I out grow
I Out blow when shits going south bro
I can never take shit from your mouth bro
How cold must my heart be real shit
I got too many things for me to deal with
I got Too many man that I let slide
And thinking bout that now I still don't get why
I didn't roll thru with the tech 9 and take mine
Clock man if I set time to deadlines
Real shit I'm bringing wet signs to wet guys
Don't know how I get by Cuh death tries to
Cradle me, Savour me
Keep me in its eye and waits patiently
And I'm waiting too
Real shit it's a game for two
You shoot me then imma aim for you
So Call me hot headed and shady
Cuh I don't disagree
Real shit I'm done with favours
F*ck being saviour
And f*ck doing shit for free
Ain't no one wanna do shit for me
So why should I proceed
Why should I be helping you
When I'm the one in need
It's just
Pressure
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
You won't know
And won't understand
That the life I live is no wonderland
I get legal pay and then cash in hand
I'm Burning for money like the Notre Dame
Tryna get me a band from this contraband
Weight or gram whatever's on demand
Anything you want we can sell
And anything you need then I've got a man
I know a lot of man would do me dirty
And little man that would do dirty for me
I'm talking raiding up in your gaff
And make your kid go missing like Aubrey
You don't know a what a-don-is
Real shit I'll get you tailed
Like a coccyx
I can never come second
Like a clock tick
So I gotta come first
Cuh I want it
Yeah
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Pressure
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
It's loco it's crazy
I work hard on my rap shit daily
Maybe half of my ramp shit wavy
But how far will this rap shit take me
Lord save me
Lord help me
Make sure that my fam stays healthy
And make sure that my man stay wealthy
Cuh we really in the sticks like selfies
You ain't ready for the outro
Tell me how many man must I out grow
I Out blow when shits going south bro
I can never take shit from your mouth bro
How cold must my heart be real shit
I got too many things for me to deal with
I got Too many man that I let slide
And thinking bout that now I still don't get why
I didn't roll thru with the tech 9 and take mine
Clock man if I set time to deadlines
Real shit I'm bringing wet signs to wet guys
Don't know how I get by Cuh death tries to
Cradle me, Savour me
Keep me in its eye and waits patiently
And I'm waiting too
Real shit it's a game for two
You shoot me then imma aim for you
So Call me hot headed and shady
Cuh I don't disagree
Real shit I'm done with favours
F*ck being saviour
And f*ck doing shit for free
Ain't no one wanna do shit for me
So why should I proceed
Why should I be helping you
When I'm the one in need
It's just
Pressure
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
You won't know
And won't understand
That the life I live is no wonderland
I get legal pay and then cash in hand
I'm Burning for money like the Notre Dame
Tryna get me a band from this contraband
Weight or gram whatever's on demand
Anything you want we can sell
And anything you need then I've got a man
I know a lot of man would do me dirty
And little man that would do dirty for me
I'm talking raiding up in your gaff
And make your kid go missing like Aubrey
You don't know a what a-don-is
Real shit I'll get you tailed
Like a coccyx
I can never come second
Like a clock tick
So I gotta come first
Cuh I want it
Yeah
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
It's loco it's crazy
I work hard on my rap shit daily
Maybe half of my ramp shit wavy
But how far will this rap shit take me
Lord save me
Lord help me
Make sure that my fam stays healthy
And make sure that my man stay wealthy
Cuh we really in the sticks like selfies
You ain't ready for the outro
Tell me how many man must I out grow
I Out blow when shits going south bro
I can never take shit from your mouth bro
How cold must my heart be real shit
I got too many things for me to deal with
I got Too many man that I let slide
And thinking bout that now I still don't get why
I didn't roll thru with the tech 9 and take mine
Clock man if I set time to deadlines
Real shit I'm bringing wet signs to wet guys
Don't know how I get by Cuh death tries to
Cradle me, Savour me
Keep me in its eye and waits patiently
And I'm waiting too
Real shit it's a game for two
You shoot me then imma aim for you
So Call me hot headed and shady
Cuh I don't disagree
Real shit I'm done with favours
F*ck being saviour
And f*ck doing shit for free
Ain't no one wanna do shit for me
So why should I proceed
Why should I be helping you
When I'm the one in need
It's just
Pressure
That's all I'm feeling
Uno half the time I ain't speaking
Is probably cuz I'm dealing
With issues I mean a boat load
So my mouth stays zipped like a post code
And my mind stays lit like a match stick
Cuh I'm really on the edge like shoko
You won't know
And won't understand
That the life I live is no wonderland
I get legal pay and then cash in hand
I'm Burning for money like the Notre Dame
Tryna get me a band from this contraband
Weight or gram whatever's on demand
Anything you want we can sell
And anything you need then I've got a man
I know a lot of man would do me dirty
And little man that would do dirty for me
I'm talking raiding up in your gaff
And make your kid go missing like Aubrey
You don't know a what a-don-is
Real shit I'll get you tailed
Like a coccyx
I can never come second
Like a clock tick
So I gotta come first
Cuh I want it
Yeah
Writer: Faraz Rasheed
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