under pressure, diamonds grow

I could be the one
I could be the best
I could be the best in this motherfucking game
Throwing checks make it rain
'Bout'ta flex 'fore I throw it up
All these rappers choke when I smoke 'em up
I could be the best in this motherfucking game
Throwing checks make it rain
'Bout'ta flex 'fore I throw it up
All these rappers choke when I smoke 'em up

Saying sorry to my past listen
Hanging by a thread needle
Stuck vein bitches
I can not control myself
When you looking like a throphy
Put you on the shelf
Made you bleed I was unconscious
Major league different teams
Knocking doors till I found ya
Devil got the noose tied
But I beg for a second chance
Better luck next time
Was the man from the jump
Get it damn I was clutch
I'm free but I'm locked
No key for the jail I am stuck
Put a bullet in my gun
Toss a coin either way I get it done
Automatic with the flow
Bother me with the cold
Doesn't matter I don't fold
Under pressure diamonds grow
Under pressure diamonds grow

I could be the best in this motherfucking game
Throwing checks make it rain
'Bout'ta flex 'fore I throw it up
All these rappers choke when I smoke 'em up
I could be the best in this motherfucking game
Throwing checks make it rain
'Bout'ta flex 'fore I throw it up
All these rappers choke when I smoke 'em up



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Writer(s): Trym Engø
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