Pressure
Pressure it feels no better
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
Riding around the cops on my ass so what
Seen me on the block with no tags go nuts
Screaming fuck twelve they're like there he go
Speeding up my car smell like Texaco
Tryna drive with no feelings there's some things that I've seen on the road woah woah woah
Tinted glass on the ceiling reflections telling me just to go go go
150 on the dash swerve fast before I crash no way just get out of my way
Forget bout my past got my foot on the gas then I skate they got me like
Pressure it feels no better
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
Even if my sights wrong
Even if my mic gone
I give up everything on stages when the lights on
But see there's
Too many feelings on the road
Not enough niggas who be following the code
I see the signs I'm not following where they go
I won't decline multiplying all my pesos
A superstar in the making it ain't maybe
I ain't never switching sides they can't pay me
Cuz I been counting the days for too long
To feel this type of feeling my handle be too strong
The weight of the world up on my shoulders for real
They got me like
Pressure it feels no better
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
Riding around the cops on my ass so what
Seen me on the block with no tags go nuts
Screaming fuck twelve they're like there he go
Speeding up my car smell like Texaco
Tryna drive with no feelings there's some things that I've seen on the road woah woah woah
Tinted glass on the ceiling reflections telling me just to go go go
150 on the dash swerve fast before I crash no way just get out of my way
Forget bout my past got my foot on the gas then I skate they got me like
Pressure it feels no better
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
Even if my sights wrong
Even if my mic gone
I give up everything on stages when the lights on
But see there's
Too many feelings on the road
Not enough niggas who be following the code
I see the signs I'm not following where they go
I won't decline multiplying all my pesos
A superstar in the making it ain't maybe
I ain't never switching sides they can't pay me
Cuz I been counting the days for too long
To feel this type of feeling my handle be too strong
The weight of the world up on my shoulders for real
They got me like
Pressure it feels no better
I'm hopping onto whips on my own
I'm going for the cheddar
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Writer(s): Justin Ortiz
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