The Pressure
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Yeah
Sometimes I feel I run in place tryna get out this sunken place
It's hard to get ya money straight, surrounded by a bunch of fakes
Broken but I function great, even in a drunken state
Praying I don't suffocate but if I do, that was my fate
My mind is twisted, and I know that time is ticking
I was told I gotta get it. Can't you see how I'm conflicted
Every choice is my decision, I just hope my mama with it
Regardless the consequences, go hard cause I'm relentless
I stood the tallest when times was harder than quantum physics
Know I ain't flawless but as an artist, know I was different
Those times I lost no I ain't call it quits then. When people talk no I ain't often listen
Just getting started, man I'm far from finished
I lost my vision now I'm getting it back
But don't go asking bout my passion, that shit still is intact
Said I'm the GOAT and that shit still is a fact, like its the 80s I been giving em crack
I'm Rosa Parks refuse to sit in the back
Can't sit and relax, I know this ain't the time to chill
Empty how my pockets feel so everyday I'm grinding still
I know that if you ain't cooking, you can't provide a meal
Sometimes I wonder how I should feel
I'm sitting here like
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Man ever since I started, the target's to live forever
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Nigga just said I'm garbage, can't call it from his perspective
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I'm living life with no regrets, convos with myself
And this demon to my left, I'm fucked up but I'm blessed
Taking chances on chest, not checkers but I'm fresh
You got a gun on you nigga, but ya pockets on stretch
Fuck the vest. Face shots or the neck, nothing less
My brother told me with this music shit, I'll be the best
Got a issue with me nigga, then the button I'ma press
Stared a nigga in his soul before he took his last breath
First time I did that, the right lash with left
Should've let us clear him out, shouldn't have came down them steps
Aye, really fucked me up but that's my fault I guess
I ain't have to let that little girl see her daddy stretched
Nigga quit counting other pockets, just hustle with what ya got
Prayers like a parking lot, somebody tryna take ya spot
Counting other niggas pockets, just hustle with what ya got
Prayers like a parking lot, somebody tryna take ya spot nigga
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Man ever since I started, the target's to live forever
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Nigga just said I'm garbage, can't call it from his perspective
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Yeah
Sometimes I feel I run in place tryna get out this sunken place
It's hard to get ya money straight, surrounded by a bunch of fakes
Broken but I function great, even in a drunken state
Praying I don't suffocate but if I do, that was my fate
My mind is twisted, and I know that time is ticking
I was told I gotta get it. Can't you see how I'm conflicted
Every choice is my decision, I just hope my mama with it
Regardless the consequences, go hard cause I'm relentless
I stood the tallest when times was harder than quantum physics
Know I ain't flawless but as an artist, know I was different
Those times I lost no I ain't call it quits then. When people talk no I ain't often listen
Just getting started, man I'm far from finished
I lost my vision now I'm getting it back
But don't go asking bout my passion, that shit still is intact
Said I'm the GOAT and that shit still is a fact, like its the 80s I been giving em crack
I'm Rosa Parks refuse to sit in the back
Can't sit and relax, I know this ain't the time to chill
Empty how my pockets feel so everyday I'm grinding still
I know that if you ain't cooking, you can't provide a meal
Sometimes I wonder how I should feel
I'm sitting here like
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Man ever since I started, the target's to live forever
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Nigga just said I'm garbage, can't call it from his perspective
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I'm living life with no regrets, convos with myself
And this demon to my left, I'm fucked up but I'm blessed
Taking chances on chest, not checkers but I'm fresh
You got a gun on you nigga, but ya pockets on stretch
Fuck the vest. Face shots or the neck, nothing less
My brother told me with this music shit, I'll be the best
Got a issue with me nigga, then the button I'ma press
Stared a nigga in his soul before he took his last breath
First time I did that, the right lash with left
Should've let us clear him out, shouldn't have came down them steps
Aye, really fucked me up but that's my fault I guess
I ain't have to let that little girl see her daddy stretched
Nigga quit counting other pockets, just hustle with what ya got
Prayers like a parking lot, somebody tryna take ya spot
Counting other niggas pockets, just hustle with what ya got
Prayers like a parking lot, somebody tryna take ya spot nigga
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Man ever since I started, the target's to live forever
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
I feel the pressure, yeah I feel the pressure
Niggas can try they hardest, regardless can't kill my effort
Nigga just said I'm garbage, can't call it from his perspective
I told em goodaintgoodenough and I just give em better. Hold up
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Writer(s): Trayvon Butler
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