Under Pressure

Under Pressure
I gotta do some
I gotta make some shit shake
I got move some

Under Pressure
Lights bout to get cut
None to eat for real
And it's hot as fuck

Under pressure

4am to get it
Can fuck around with sleep
Mama nem always fighting
Breaking up everything
Even the black guitar
Fuckin ripped every string
Ma sold the whole dream
She don't know that tho
Couple years ago
I swore to not ask fam no more
Kinda was in a jam
In the ham going ham
But I'm focused like i take a addys
Imma boss on em
Sadly
They could be with me
So happy
No stress
Smiling bitch
Like Duval
Fuck the top
I'm finna drop doors and all
(Jeep life)
I'm through settling for what they tell me i can get
How i can move and shit
U see the album cover
That ain't no kid shit
Dis ain't Walt Disney
Or kool breeze through the park
Playing frisbee
My niggas thank i chose my situation
If it was up to Tanya
I'll be in church seven days
A bible scholar
Imma kool cat
Keep me paid we good

Under Pressure
I gotta do some
I gotta make some shit shake
I got move some

Under Pressure
Lights bout to get cut
None to eat for real
And it's hot as fuck

Under pressure

Face it
He ain't gone get yo
notta where
Look at ya
Eyes all buck
Like dude on get out
For he got outta there
It's the truth
I'm the shit
And you know it too
Be like ya mindset and fly
Truly impressive
I got better when i landed the load
And left it
I was drowning in my dream
Shit had got depressive
Elevated to new levels
Party weekly
Work on weekends
Change my schedule
I rock vans
They suit my better
U know i vogue ambitiously nigga
Feel like I'm walkin through the Lou on this
Stomping in my Air Force Ones
Like nelly my nigga
Invest ya guap
Trap in a new way
What he said?
Oh well
We don't do beef this way



Credits
Writer(s): Jarman Gaddis
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