Pressure
Think Diamond Dallas Page in a Roc Chain
That's a sign that our dynasty different
Smartest nigga in the room, gotta talk to me different
Subtle laugh when white people try to offer me chicken
Subtle laugh when people tell me that I need they permission
Not phased when people tell me they don't fuck wit my vision
9 to 5, tired of slaving in the 8 hour
Boss taking credit for the work like it ain't ours
Pops bought a house celebrating like the place ours
Bank took the mortgage when he died so it ain't ours
But
But where we supposed to live now?
Granny tripping so I'm living wit my bitch now
Say she love me and she tryna have a kid now
Paid the rent ain't no food up in the fridge now
(Unh)
And I'ma still book a session
Started tour on the 8th came back on the 7th
Booked a gig on the 9th got paid the 11th
Nigga stopped me on the street like aye wait a second
Keep working, see you doing your thing thing
I been tryna make a milli since Wayne made bling bling
Champagne glass, when we toast the cling cling
Black supermodels short hair wit bee stings
Still grounded cause its fuck fame
Made me get it out the mud then the flood came
Devil is a temptress what my momma say
She got that itchy gitchy ya ya Lady Marmalade
And she been calling calling calling each and everyday
And I'm just out here with my niggas tryna find a way
'Cause my momma got bills
My crib need lights
Man I'm tryna get a deal
And my niggas need jobs
My momma gon work
All day thru the night
Some niggas gon steal some niggas get robbed
My shorty want shoes
That baby need milk
Spent change on the bus
Still saving for a car
And the rent over due
What's a nigga gonna do
Either reaching for the clouds
Or we wishing on a star
Talking bout a temptress
Dirty dancing devil in the kitchen
Pat Swayze cooking thanksgiving
Got me praying for forgiveness
'Cause I'm about to wreck her in a minute
Put my sex game down in the Guinness
Talking 'bout a record, number one artist
Talking bout the longest, talking bout the hardest
Tell me you can take it
Look at you like you're retarded
Get the talking bout my mama
Aye don't talk about my mama
What you talking bout?, a boss?
I'm talking bout a man
I make sure every mouth in this house gets fed
I make sure every hand in this house touch bread
I make sure every brain I'm this house gets ahead
What you talking bout?, a come up?
I'm talking bout strife
My cousin in the feds, he looking at life
Got another going in
He bout do again, it's a sad fact
For every nigga feeding they rat pack
Or have to keep the strap like a back pack
If the ops give a round of applause
You can make sure that you clap back
And I know every nigga gone get that
Kids don't understand what's a set back
Minor nor major, ain't no favors
Tell em pick ya poison, any flavor
Bring it on the platter like the cater
Really doesn't matter, quit debating
Go and analyze your situation
Hope your not accounting for my patience
The devil
Devil is a temptress what my momma say
She got that itchy gitchy ya ya Lady Marmalade
And she been calling calling calling each and everyday
And I'm just out here with my niggas tryna find a way
'Cause my momma got bills
My crib need lights
Man I'm tryna get a deal
And my niggas need jobs
My momma gon work
All day thru the night
Some niggas gon steal some niggas get robbed
My shorty want shoes
That baby need milk
Spent change on the bus
Still saving for a car
And the rent over due
What's a nigga gonna do
Either reaching for the clouds
Or we wishing on a star
That's a sign that our dynasty different
Smartest nigga in the room, gotta talk to me different
Subtle laugh when white people try to offer me chicken
Subtle laugh when people tell me that I need they permission
Not phased when people tell me they don't fuck wit my vision
9 to 5, tired of slaving in the 8 hour
Boss taking credit for the work like it ain't ours
Pops bought a house celebrating like the place ours
Bank took the mortgage when he died so it ain't ours
But
But where we supposed to live now?
Granny tripping so I'm living wit my bitch now
Say she love me and she tryna have a kid now
Paid the rent ain't no food up in the fridge now
(Unh)
And I'ma still book a session
Started tour on the 8th came back on the 7th
Booked a gig on the 9th got paid the 11th
Nigga stopped me on the street like aye wait a second
Keep working, see you doing your thing thing
I been tryna make a milli since Wayne made bling bling
Champagne glass, when we toast the cling cling
Black supermodels short hair wit bee stings
Still grounded cause its fuck fame
Made me get it out the mud then the flood came
Devil is a temptress what my momma say
She got that itchy gitchy ya ya Lady Marmalade
And she been calling calling calling each and everyday
And I'm just out here with my niggas tryna find a way
'Cause my momma got bills
My crib need lights
Man I'm tryna get a deal
And my niggas need jobs
My momma gon work
All day thru the night
Some niggas gon steal some niggas get robbed
My shorty want shoes
That baby need milk
Spent change on the bus
Still saving for a car
And the rent over due
What's a nigga gonna do
Either reaching for the clouds
Or we wishing on a star
Talking bout a temptress
Dirty dancing devil in the kitchen
Pat Swayze cooking thanksgiving
Got me praying for forgiveness
'Cause I'm about to wreck her in a minute
Put my sex game down in the Guinness
Talking 'bout a record, number one artist
Talking bout the longest, talking bout the hardest
Tell me you can take it
Look at you like you're retarded
Get the talking bout my mama
Aye don't talk about my mama
What you talking bout?, a boss?
I'm talking bout a man
I make sure every mouth in this house gets fed
I make sure every hand in this house touch bread
I make sure every brain I'm this house gets ahead
What you talking bout?, a come up?
I'm talking bout strife
My cousin in the feds, he looking at life
Got another going in
He bout do again, it's a sad fact
For every nigga feeding they rat pack
Or have to keep the strap like a back pack
If the ops give a round of applause
You can make sure that you clap back
And I know every nigga gone get that
Kids don't understand what's a set back
Minor nor major, ain't no favors
Tell em pick ya poison, any flavor
Bring it on the platter like the cater
Really doesn't matter, quit debating
Go and analyze your situation
Hope your not accounting for my patience
The devil
Devil is a temptress what my momma say
She got that itchy gitchy ya ya Lady Marmalade
And she been calling calling calling each and everyday
And I'm just out here with my niggas tryna find a way
'Cause my momma got bills
My crib need lights
Man I'm tryna get a deal
And my niggas need jobs
My momma gon work
All day thru the night
Some niggas gon steal some niggas get robbed
My shorty want shoes
That baby need milk
Spent change on the bus
Still saving for a car
And the rent over due
What's a nigga gonna do
Either reaching for the clouds
Or we wishing on a star
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