Pressure

Oh yeahhhh

Hopped up in my bag, I took a break, but never stopped
Had to build a brand it's strictly business, call it Guap
I was drawn, really trying heal the pain with the wok
Grabbed the pack, shit slapped like Will and Chris Rock

Grabbed the gas, hadda tax like H&R Block
Sorry for the way I act, shit, I grew up hard knock
And I bitch really bad like the black Megan Fox
Turn this shit to the max, I'm a black cause it's hot

I was on the treetops when I hit the car lot
Lungs need a detox, I've been smoking all za
I ain't pick up on your call cause I was prolly lifted
Man, I'm really trying ball, don't see no competition

If I start giving my all, this shit be probably different
I'ma grind until I fall, I'm trying to push my limit
And I've been ducking the law, ain't trying to get booked or sentenced
How the fuck the cops involved? These niggas probably snitching

I ain't gonna lie, sometimes I'm off, but never in my feelings
Like, what the fuck I'm doing wrong? These people never listen
Shit, I'm chilling, making songs, I hope you see the vision
I'm just sticking to this paper like it's composition

They keep asking where I've been at took a break so they can catch up
I think I do better under pressure
I think I do better when I'm fed up
I'm gone get my family all together

I was young, begging for some sketchers
Hit the checkout, cop Diors you know I fucked a check up
And my folks, I do it for, so I won't ever let up
I know my eyes to the floor, but I'm still excelling

And you know my heart is pure, I don't know why you jealous
And I've been feeling like I'm poor, but I know life get better
If I get booked up in this system, would you write me letters
I might go and hit the shore, cause I like the weather

I've been feeling like the boy, I got all type of pressure