Pressure

All of this pressure and still I won't ever quit
Lost my pops hurt my heart and that's evident
Got no choice to go harder than ever now
Saw my mom breaking down and it tore me down
I just wanna do good for my family
Got a text from my mom said she proud of me
Got my pops in the sky looking down on me
Angel watching my back I could never slip
Talk to god told him keep watching over me
When I'm out in these streets I can never lack
Keep it loaded I pray they don't try me
He won't make it home to see his family
I can't go out like that people need me
Pass my youngin' the torch told him blaze some
He's a demon he'll hop out and spray some
Biting down tryna triple my income
All that capping I try to refrain from
I just hop in the booth feel the base drum
Told my mom we gone make it be patient
I been grinding I'm destined for greatness
Come from nothing so how could you hate this
Red or blue gotta choose like the matrix
Last two months I been stuck in my zone
I been locked in the booth ain't been home
Told my bro it ain't worth it no more
Contemplating on letting it blow
I just wanna go sell out a show
Put my mom on a jet to New York
Buy a penthouse cause this life is short
I just wanna experience it all
Pull out a hunnid and hit up the mall
Toss bro a fifty and tell em go ball
It was a vision that started it all
Now it's five stars how live at the loft
Kick up my feet on the couch this shit soft
Momma just text me you turned to a boss
I was so broke I was shopping at ross
Now I'm stepping designer my sauce
All of this ice on my neck just to floss
Remember them days we was down bad and lost

Ahhh

It's A.G



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Writer(s): Abraham Gutierrez Llano
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