Pressure
Actually I have to be the greatest rapper I plan to be
While these niggas confined in me
I can never relate to my family members
I slightly remember the torture we was going through it kinda makes me feel cherish about my past days
Leaning books or study shit bout class A
I was rocking skinny jeans when kizzy was my class mate but
My other class mates are suttin that I can't say
I wonder if my girl will take my last name fuck it
I'm as cold as it gets
Give me a tone of effect
And watch me hit my zone while I flex
Got a shoulder affect
Brushing up all my lyrics it's kinda written
I was meant to grab the mic so I did it
So now I'm singing
The vocals are for the niggas
The niggas who love the singing Its deeper than just the lyrics we lit
Conversation bout the rap game and shit that we did
Or haven't done conversation I was having with kizz Yeah
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure
That pressure
Slightly mistaken for niggas who ain't lyrical
My words are up in digital bold writing
Caught up in soul finding
More like caught up in feelings
I'm fighting with all my demons
So lord give me a reason
You can really help the kid out, Sort of like my ex the one I speak bout
Like the time she asked the kid to get his dick out
I feel amazing
Feeling like the feelings are fading
The feeling to make it is better than the reason for failing so fuck it
I can really help the game without a platform
Whats the outcome of me blowing up the scene without an album
The odds are never fair but we still going through without one
And check the competition they losing up all the hours
I don't play fair
I got no mates here
And yeah they feel some type of way here
I tell em take care
I'm still walking through my way here
I got no mates here
Yeah they feel some type of way here
I tell em take care oh yeahhh
Pressure pressure pressure on my
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
That pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure
The pressures been bad lately
I feel like I'm going crazy
I feel like lately I ain't been that guy
I've been that guy
I've been that guy
Yeah
The pressures been bad lately
I feel like I'm going crazy
I ain't really made it but
While these niggas confined in me
I can never relate to my family members
I slightly remember the torture we was going through it kinda makes me feel cherish about my past days
Leaning books or study shit bout class A
I was rocking skinny jeans when kizzy was my class mate but
My other class mates are suttin that I can't say
I wonder if my girl will take my last name fuck it
I'm as cold as it gets
Give me a tone of effect
And watch me hit my zone while I flex
Got a shoulder affect
Brushing up all my lyrics it's kinda written
I was meant to grab the mic so I did it
So now I'm singing
The vocals are for the niggas
The niggas who love the singing Its deeper than just the lyrics we lit
Conversation bout the rap game and shit that we did
Or haven't done conversation I was having with kizz Yeah
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure
That pressure
Slightly mistaken for niggas who ain't lyrical
My words are up in digital bold writing
Caught up in soul finding
More like caught up in feelings
I'm fighting with all my demons
So lord give me a reason
You can really help the kid out, Sort of like my ex the one I speak bout
Like the time she asked the kid to get his dick out
I feel amazing
Feeling like the feelings are fading
The feeling to make it is better than the reason for failing so fuck it
I can really help the game without a platform
Whats the outcome of me blowing up the scene without an album
The odds are never fair but we still going through without one
And check the competition they losing up all the hours
I don't play fair
I got no mates here
And yeah they feel some type of way here
I tell em take care
I'm still walking through my way here
I got no mates here
Yeah they feel some type of way here
I tell em take care oh yeahhh
Pressure pressure pressure on my
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
That pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
That pressure
Pressure pressure
The pressures been bad lately
I feel like I'm going crazy
I feel like lately I ain't been that guy
I've been that guy
I've been that guy
Yeah
The pressures been bad lately
I feel like I'm going crazy
I ain't really made it but
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Writer(s): Faruq Busari-olatunde
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