Pressure
Yeah
Look
I'm applying the pressure
Cause there's some shit you can not teach
Even when my goals feel like they outta reach
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Could give a fuck about a treesh
If money ain't the topic then we don't speak
Cause I'm applying the pressure
Aint help me cook but wanted a piece
Had to cut em off just to protect my peace
Now I'm applying the pressure
Monday through Friday they shit is weak
It's just me and gang till we hit the peak
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Most these niggas can't fuck with me
If this a marathon then none of y'all can run with me
The ones who stayed down are the same ones coming up with me
Ain't havin no fun with me less you chasin these funds with me
So let's get it
And don't leave that shit fate
Cause you miss every single shot that you never take
While you was on the fence I was on that shit from the gate
I'll get thru whatever no matter how much is on my plate
Cause damn I gotta eat
And the fam gotta eat
No last supper cause I'm treatin everyday just like a feast
And go head ask em all they gon tell you Ima beast
These niggas droppin the ball like everyday New Year's Eve
And while y'all was out here shoe swappin
I was out here snappin like I was doo wappin
I ain't mean to make em feel lesser
They had to learn the hard way that
Im applying the pressure
Ayo Chini just let that shit rock...
Yeah
I'm applying the pressure
Aint help me cook but wanted a piece
Had to cut em off just to protect my peace
Now I'm applying the pressure
Monday through Friday they shit is weak
It's just me and gang till we hit the peak
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Oh you ain't get the memo
That fuck shit you steady gotta prepare for
Cause they know I'm the one leavin they odds slim and narrow
While I'm Puffin that Valero but I'm just clearing the air though like
Like who nicer than I
You think you the plug till my mans pulls up with twice the supply
Betting against me is gambling playing dice with ya lives
This wave you ride or you die there ain't no fightin the tide man
Whatever you ain't I'd rather be that
You got the juice? Who gave this mans the battery pack
I really live this so when I speak it it has to be fact
You just flexing with the re up boy that's salary cap
While you was playing prop money
We was stackin that "the show must never stop" money
Phantom city ruler nah they could never measure
They had to learn the hard way that I'm applying the pressure
Look
I'm applying the pressure
Cause there's some shit you can not teach
Even when my goals feel like they outta reach
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Could give a fuck about a treesh
If money ain't the topic then we don't speak
Cause I'm applying the pressure
Aint help me cook but wanted a piece
Had to cut em off just to protect my peace
Now I'm applying the pressure
Monday through Friday they shit is weak
It's just me and gang till we hit the peak
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Most these niggas can't fuck with me
If this a marathon then none of y'all can run with me
The ones who stayed down are the same ones coming up with me
Ain't havin no fun with me less you chasin these funds with me
So let's get it
And don't leave that shit fate
Cause you miss every single shot that you never take
While you was on the fence I was on that shit from the gate
I'll get thru whatever no matter how much is on my plate
Cause damn I gotta eat
And the fam gotta eat
No last supper cause I'm treatin everyday just like a feast
And go head ask em all they gon tell you Ima beast
These niggas droppin the ball like everyday New Year's Eve
And while y'all was out here shoe swappin
I was out here snappin like I was doo wappin
I ain't mean to make em feel lesser
They had to learn the hard way that
Im applying the pressure
Ayo Chini just let that shit rock...
Yeah
I'm applying the pressure
Aint help me cook but wanted a piece
Had to cut em off just to protect my peace
Now I'm applying the pressure
Monday through Friday they shit is weak
It's just me and gang till we hit the peak
Bitch I'm applying the pressure
Oh you ain't get the memo
That fuck shit you steady gotta prepare for
Cause they know I'm the one leavin they odds slim and narrow
While I'm Puffin that Valero but I'm just clearing the air though like
Like who nicer than I
You think you the plug till my mans pulls up with twice the supply
Betting against me is gambling playing dice with ya lives
This wave you ride or you die there ain't no fightin the tide man
Whatever you ain't I'd rather be that
You got the juice? Who gave this mans the battery pack
I really live this so when I speak it it has to be fact
You just flexing with the re up boy that's salary cap
While you was playing prop money
We was stackin that "the show must never stop" money
Phantom city ruler nah they could never measure
They had to learn the hard way that I'm applying the pressure
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Writer(s): Jonathan Valera
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