Pressure

Heh, match one

Backwoods only tho

Aye

Uhh
She aint the type, to let you hit on the first night
Unless you me
Then you prolly hit it the first try
Feel my verses like a pastor nigga
No casket nigga
But this shit deep enough to make a church cry

Snap ya fingaz (oh)
Clap ya hands
Thass ya nigga (bro)
Dap ya man
Everybody change up
It aint a problem
A nigga went from burning cds, to marijuana

And big bro like, why you do that shit
And bae pullin up flicks
Like nigga who dat bitch?

Sheesh
(Nobody)
Sheesh

Can you tell me how you deal with the pressure
Tell me how you deal with the pressure
Cause you know an average nigga would let up
So tell me how you deal with the pressure

Sometimes I get so high
I think that I lost my mind
Sometimes I get so high
I think that I lost my mind

Damn
And how you ball when yo numba 1 fan gone
And the bitch you thought you loved
Gettin ran on
Grandma shaking her head
Because the grams strong
Jboogie and Sin
I'm just happy that my mans home
Where the love
Cause I don't think the world got enough
And middle finger
To the teachers that aint taught us nothin
Just been thinkin bout my nephews and my nieces
And shoutout my nigga Promo
Bet he tryna make sure Popy stuntin
Best believe we gon
Do what we have to
And hopefully we stack the bread up
Like we planned to
Stop hatin my nigga, cause you a fan too
Promised my girl a vacation out there in Cancun

Can you tell me how you deal with the pressure
(And they always asking me shit like)
Tell me how you deal with the pressure
Cause you know an average nigga would let up
So tell me how you deal with the pressure

Sometimes I get so high
I think that I lost my mind
Sometimes I get so high
I think that I lost my mind

(Nobody)



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Writer(s): Tavita Jimmerson
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