Pressure
Smoking pressure got me high got that from my guy
That bitch said she bi I don't mind girl that's fine
You got some friends hit up they line
And I ain't signed illuminati want my body soul and mind
Y'all outside cause I can't kick it with no snakes not no cobra kai
I got money on my mind youngin got a goal, Y'all can't take my soul
Y'all some trolls just some puppets in the game like konkoro
Eat em whole then ghost em swear y'all don't know my devotion
I got the ball put it in motion, eased up on sipping them potions
In the mall tryna not get noticed,take a pole just like I'm votin
Smelling potent when I pull up smoking,backwoods by the ocean
I be posted with my fuckin gang,Y'all gon know my name
Swerving mobbin up in gotham pull with a mask like bane
Fuck you saying I don't owe you shit, Y'all can hold my dick
You ain't slanging you ain't sold brick, you plants was grown and picked
That's on me y'all won't run up, this legit B check the come up
Pop a bean out in the Atlanta making beats until sun up
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
Shawty say that I'm the worst
I still hit it first fuck wit me murked
Gucci shirt buy your bitch a purse from selling you a verse
You a nerd money reimbursed
Why you so concerned, wait your turn
Leave you stranded off them bridges that you burned
Let it burn while I watch it, why you worried bout my pockets
You ain't me brodee stop it, why you talking all that nonsense
Mp3s for the profit,Fuck who's next I got it poppin
Now your bitch she give me noggin, was in debt now its deposits
Oh my god it's way too easy I swear it's fate
I can't leave the game alone man it's way too late
And every day it's rest in peace tho to nip the great
Life is just a game of chess we gon win the race pick up your pace
Now sprinting doing laps used to be in last, leave that in the past
Writing raps would ya look at that Now I'm making cash
Now they ask me if I'm jaded don't forget me when I'm famous
Swear to god that y'all the lamest all that fake shit you can save it man
That bitch said she bi I don't mind girl that's fine
You got some friends hit up they line
And I ain't signed illuminati want my body soul and mind
Y'all outside cause I can't kick it with no snakes not no cobra kai
I got money on my mind youngin got a goal, Y'all can't take my soul
Y'all some trolls just some puppets in the game like konkoro
Eat em whole then ghost em swear y'all don't know my devotion
I got the ball put it in motion, eased up on sipping them potions
In the mall tryna not get noticed,take a pole just like I'm votin
Smelling potent when I pull up smoking,backwoods by the ocean
I be posted with my fuckin gang,Y'all gon know my name
Swerving mobbin up in gotham pull with a mask like bane
Fuck you saying I don't owe you shit, Y'all can hold my dick
You ain't slanging you ain't sold brick, you plants was grown and picked
That's on me y'all won't run up, this legit B check the come up
Pop a bean out in the Atlanta making beats until sun up
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
ODR the gang I don't fuck with the rest
Shawty say that I'm the worst
I still hit it first fuck wit me murked
Gucci shirt buy your bitch a purse from selling you a verse
You a nerd money reimbursed
Why you so concerned, wait your turn
Leave you stranded off them bridges that you burned
Let it burn while I watch it, why you worried bout my pockets
You ain't me brodee stop it, why you talking all that nonsense
Mp3s for the profit,Fuck who's next I got it poppin
Now your bitch she give me noggin, was in debt now its deposits
Oh my god it's way too easy I swear it's fate
I can't leave the game alone man it's way too late
And every day it's rest in peace tho to nip the great
Life is just a game of chess we gon win the race pick up your pace
Now sprinting doing laps used to be in last, leave that in the past
Writing raps would ya look at that Now I'm making cash
Now they ask me if I'm jaded don't forget me when I'm famous
Swear to god that y'all the lamest all that fake shit you can save it man
Credits
Writer(s): Link Pellow
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