Apply Pressure

Its like I can never switch up
I'll always remain me. See you at the top

Came right back to the spotlight
Niggas gon talk when I see you know its on site
I ain't gotta prove shit, show me what yo heart like
Niggas don't work if they do its a part-time
When this drop they gone add it to my archives
Bitch on the sideline giving me the heart eyes
I just wanna fuck they'll turn her to a house wife
Ass in the air sipping henny and its on ice
Bitch its yo birthday, She gone do a 1 night
We gone have a fun night
Swimming in that water going deeper than a great white
Live from the trap but its looking like a grave site
I get money baby why you want to waste time
Haters want to see me locked up like Akon
Niggas got doubt but was saying it was they time
My niggas ruthless they'll slide in the daytime
Bitch hit my line for some pape, hit decline
Bitch I'm the king and my throne got a recline
Baby I'm gone gotta chuck up the peace sign
Even if ain't no peace know we live
Got ties from the west to the eastside
I do it for my niggas I just want to see the team rise
Yeah a nigga book smart and street wise
Every time I rap you gone hear God
I know these niggas fear God
I know my time right na
I know they mad right na
Niggas tryna keep up, but the world mines
Living in the program tryna break time
Nigga I don't even get a break na
Work, twenty four seven three sixty five

Work, twenty four seven
Work, three sixty five
Work, twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Twenty four seven
Three sixty five



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Lee Smith Jr
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