Pressure

Moving freight no harbor, always focused on a comma
If equipped legit, I probably would've been your father
Probably have your mama bent, hit then holla sayonara
Out here blowing through this money, living like its no tomorrow
I stay on my grizzy cuz, I don't really like to borrow
I don't really these niggas, but they bitches love to follow
Everything I fucking do, keeping it a buck with you
I been through the struggle too, so I don't give a fuck bout you
Got my own situation, long list of problems
I'm finding methods to solve them, y'all focused on chasing stardom
Lately been going harder, I gotta get it regardless
Been crossed by my own right hand, that shit done left me so heartless like
All the phone calls I received about a thousand times
Been through so much pain, it's only right I jot it in my rhymes
Tell them pay attention, niggas way too blinded by the lies
Pussy, money, weed the only thing that keeps me satisfied
Head held high I rarely cry, broke me when my granny died
Ain't the type for making friends, I just keep the fam around
Way back when they didn't understand, they understand it now
I rep the gang n rep it proud, the ones y'all bitches be checking out
Checking in just to get a check and then we checking out
I can't get into mumble rap, like what the fuck these records bout
Only got one shot, not too many get a second route
Yeah I'm trans but not so loud, cuz there's way to me than nouns
His and hers, don't acknowledge hoes I tell them hit the curb
Hit the swerve on these niggas, fuck around and get you served
From Section 8 to hella great, that's why I flip the bird
Oh, you a G.O.A.T? I didn't get the word

There ain't no stopping this hustle nigga I get it however
Yeah, smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure
Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure
There ain't no stopping this hustle nigga I get it however
Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure (uh)
Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure
Pressure

Young S.O.
Yeah