Pressure Applied

Whose the kid (Ah) oh that's jack
(Let me fix my chains dummy)Bando
L.B.M niggas know what the fuck going on
(Loyalty before money) ah
Where I'm from little nigga, only strongest survive
Where you from little nigga, only police provide
Like a drum little nigga, you'll get hit with a stick
That's how we'll come little nigga, when you running your lip
I like counting them figures and pushing them aside
I like helping my niggas when problems arise
You be doubting your hitters when it come down to slide
I can count on my niggas when it comes down to pride

Watching for love, watching for hate
Watching for rats, watching for snakes
Grind hard never taking breaks
Shard diamonds in the face
Money boost my adrenaline, no bands here lets bring them in
Fighting all these ghost trying to get rich, feel like 50 cent

I don't need no scale, I can do with the eye
I don't need no bail, I'll sit until its time
Like Nino Brown, I ain't letting shit slide
Like a Casino Mild, you get smoked, and then you die
Like a Bingo pad, put a chip on your head
That's a Pringo hat for a snitch and a Fed (Lil bitch)
Smoke primo pack, that's dispense or the Med (Lil bitch)
Get a Fein to go back and go finish your kid

(Yeah) loud pack never heard of mid
Free dad, fuck all Feds
What OPPS, they all dead
Face shot, bullet to the head
Young niggas militant
Black AC, zero tint
Big bucks, Mirotic
Feel like Giannis in this bitch

(AH) Y to the A to the L to the E
You see Rod, you see Neph, you see E, you see me
Pray to the G you don't run into me
That's a quick way to D to the I to the E
See this beat is knocking to me
You a G.E.D, John Hopkins is me
Like B.E.T, ain't no copying me
Like Beanie Seig, bitch I'm plotting the Meek

Who calling my phone
Bitch leave me alone, just text me instead
She say what you doing
Just told her to chill, I'm getting some head
She like damn for real
I straight told her yeah, fake playing with her head
Came over next morning
She eating dick, I call that breakfast in bed

(Ah) Chasing a check while you chasing a high
Her fragrance the best while I'm breaking her spine
Go against the Vet, why you racing to die
Got green like the Jets I ain't talking N.Y
I'm straight out the Jects, "Ma, I love it outside"
Clean Ajax and I'm fresher than Tide
Mean little bitch with the greenest of eyes
My team go get, go get a slice of the pie

Niggas hate, acting like bitches
Two Ho's with me, merry Christmas
Red dot on the K, no Kendrick
Niggas lie to portray your image
Couldn't never be me
Ten toes down North, South, West to East
Brando killed the beat
Had to spend the bend that's the menace in me

(Uh huh) run in her mouth, that's the dentist in me
Bipping West and East on 83
You do it for clout, I do it to eat
No doubt, I got people to feed
If you what it's about just keep it a G
Went without, handled it with ease
Paper the route, and collecting the cheese
Taking them out, and we're fleeing the scene (We gone)



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Stanfield
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