Under Pressure

Walking 'round the city, no goals on the trip
Wallet really thick, don't know what it cannot fit
Want all my money, shawty a fool with the grip
Watch your mouth, you don't wanna get Scarlet Witched
Here for the euros, I get money then I dip
I can make you drop with the flipping of a switch, hey
Boys walking 'round like they Crips but they tricks
Don't fold under pressure, I can't ever flip, hey

Please stop posing like you rich
You lying in your songs, and you do the same when you post a pic
You don't have drip, you not a fish
My songs got enough fuel to burn a redwood bridge
I am talented, I won't keep it anonymous
My flow is not monotonous, I feel like it's autonomous
What do you mean when they say the King's dead?
We still here, don't play, this ain't recess

I been mastered the art
My rhymes feeling like guns
Kung Fu with the tongue
And Jackie Chan with the runs
I been trill like a sax, I attack, I just gotta
Flex to put rappers in debt and stress because I'm the best
I make billionaires worry about the gas prices, uh
Cause this is gas, and I don't pass it, uh
My father's born with talent, boy, I gotta have it
Mess the game up and they still calling the scene a tragedy, uh

"Almost fourteen years, man, of course, he
Knows what force means, cause he's using it"
I'm applying pressure to the game, I am pushing it
If you don't like France, shove a baguette up your-
More than you can take, cause I can't stop it
You should be worried, the stress making the Loch Ness monster
A hit in every song, putting them on, it's so fancy
Lines hitting hard like they're transients
I'm handsome

Thirty degrees, for Europeans I'm hot
For Americans I'm cold
It still feels like a breeze