Pressure Points
(Yeah, yeah
And this is something I thought about for a really long time
Something that you can feel, but you can never really put into words
You know?)
And I ain't got shit to prove
Mainly just cause I got shit to do
Couple methods that I'm sticking to
I used to pick and choose
Different ways that I could get to you
'Til I realized your twisted views
But the days keep passing, all the knuckleheads, they grow up
Too many mornings feelin anxious that I throw up
I'm just another starving artist you don't know of
I'd get a show, but I don't think that y'all would show up, yeah
So ease up on my pressure points
So many stages I was pressured towards
And I mean physically and metaphoric
Like for example I bet different circumstances in my past would set a different course
For me, I tried to flip it like I'm kicking boards
Switch the sound up, I tried to be a different boy
But that don't give me joy
I put on my different hats, I'm either student or a rapper on the given morning
And the sun don't shine on me
Like for you, or how it used to do for me
The sun don't shine on me
Exactly how it's s'posed to do, yeah
And you're still rapping bout bitches you doing
Or with whom you're colluding
But then you quiet when they ask about shit you're pursuing
Your position is fluent
You're like liquid, taking form of the of the things that you move in
Think you're life is a movie
You're gassed up, outta budget and canceled the shooting
Ain't no place you can view it
I'm the director on my set, yeah I'm keeping it moving
Do me a solid, get my lunch, we'll do tuna and smoothies
I ain't got shit to prove
Mainly just cause I got shit to do
Couple methods that I'm sticking to
I used to pick and choose
Different ways that I could get to you
'Til I realized your twisted views
But the days keep passing, all the knuckleheads, they grow up
Too many mornings feelin anxious that I throw up
I'm just another starving artist you don't know of
I'd get a show, but I don't think that y'all would show up, yeah
And the sun don't shine on me
Like for you, or how it used to do for me
The sun don't shine on me
Exactly how it's s'posed to do, yeah
And this is something I thought about for a really long time
Something that you can feel, but you can never really put into words
You know?)
And I ain't got shit to prove
Mainly just cause I got shit to do
Couple methods that I'm sticking to
I used to pick and choose
Different ways that I could get to you
'Til I realized your twisted views
But the days keep passing, all the knuckleheads, they grow up
Too many mornings feelin anxious that I throw up
I'm just another starving artist you don't know of
I'd get a show, but I don't think that y'all would show up, yeah
So ease up on my pressure points
So many stages I was pressured towards
And I mean physically and metaphoric
Like for example I bet different circumstances in my past would set a different course
For me, I tried to flip it like I'm kicking boards
Switch the sound up, I tried to be a different boy
But that don't give me joy
I put on my different hats, I'm either student or a rapper on the given morning
And the sun don't shine on me
Like for you, or how it used to do for me
The sun don't shine on me
Exactly how it's s'posed to do, yeah
And you're still rapping bout bitches you doing
Or with whom you're colluding
But then you quiet when they ask about shit you're pursuing
Your position is fluent
You're like liquid, taking form of the of the things that you move in
Think you're life is a movie
You're gassed up, outta budget and canceled the shooting
Ain't no place you can view it
I'm the director on my set, yeah I'm keeping it moving
Do me a solid, get my lunch, we'll do tuna and smoothies
I ain't got shit to prove
Mainly just cause I got shit to do
Couple methods that I'm sticking to
I used to pick and choose
Different ways that I could get to you
'Til I realized your twisted views
But the days keep passing, all the knuckleheads, they grow up
Too many mornings feelin anxious that I throw up
I'm just another starving artist you don't know of
I'd get a show, but I don't think that y'all would show up, yeah
And the sun don't shine on me
Like for you, or how it used to do for me
The sun don't shine on me
Exactly how it's s'posed to do, yeah
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