PRESS lyrics

[Chorus]
Word to my mama, I'm after the vision, yeah
City’s been watching, they know how I'm feeling, yeah
I'm keeping it low, but I’m pretty high now, yeah
I'm off on the road, I'm off of the vibe now (We up)
I've been ándale, no more holidays (Keep up)
She want all the fame, I won't hesitate (We up)
Y'all keep talking shade, keep it off of me (Re-up)
Came up from the pain, n*ggas watching me (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
No more time, I think I'm losing all control, yeah
Back and forth, these shadows keep me on the go, yeah
I'm lost in time, mama, show me what’s the way
I think I’m high, but these demons keep me fazed

[Verse 1]
Profit then flip it, my n*ggas pull up like the troops, yeah, we came from the roots (Ayy)
Coffin and crickets, I gotta go get it, my n*gga, don't get it confused (Ayy)
Rockets and ’Raris, they sayin' young Bozzy the n*gga who's up for the youth (Ayy)
Gossip like b*tches, y'all gettin’ it twisted and bitter, I ain't gonna lose
Keeping my killers, I'm with all the sinners through jungles, in times we will move

[Chorus]
Word to my mama, I'm after the vision, yeah
City's been watching, they know how I'm feeling, yeah
I'm keeping it low, but I'm pretty high now, yeah
I'm off on the road, I'm off of the vibe now (We up)
I've been ándale, no more holidays (Keep up)
She want all the fame, I won't hesitate (We up)
Y'all keep talking shade, keep it off of me (Re-up)
Came up from the pain, n*ggas watching me

[Post-Chorus]
Swear the city needs to see me win before they come and play
Y'all been barking up that ghetto tree that echoes down the way
Tell that n*gga if he crosses me then that boy better pray
Rollin' through the jungles with some keys to drive me out the way

[Verse 2]
First year in it, how did I come out the man? (Let's go)
Tell Buk hit that interstate and buckle up a Benz
Feel like Ricky f*ckin' Bobby way I'm swerving on your land
n*ggas pillow talk about me but it never reach my end
I gotta go, you hitting licks with a n*gga to Patek Philippes with a coat
Soul for a soul, now that y'all talking about me I'm kicking your ass through a door
I'm on a roll, they said that I'm stuck in the valley, my n*gga, I'm out in the coast
Y'all better know Bozzy be keeping tally of every door they ever closed, yeah