Prss Bound

Ay, why you pressed, dog
Quick and strong, so we simply the best, dog
Ay, why you acting depressed, bro
Dip and go, hold your clutch on the crest, close to your chest, dog
Fret and blow, scratch it off, check your chance and keep the stress in your head, dog
Let the rest fog up but don't slack off

Seen the hoes cheatin, we request a mulligan
My boys chillin, we stay past the hooligans
Nicc'd out off the juul again
Feeling cool again, huh?

Eyes, we keep em peeled
You are not my friends
And you are not my peers

Ice, we keep it still
Winter kept me cold
And summer made me ill

Some of us stiffen at the sight of trouble
Some of us just build off it
I spent my life in coffins, tryna turn that into profit
Crumbling way too often
Stumbling out my house n leave the door open
I can't focus



Credits
Writer(s): Nethanel Abramovich
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