Pressure lyrics

by

Y2


I let the diamonds do it I ain't got to throw it in yo face n*gga
Dodging cases now it's bottles by the cases n*gga
Cut the check or someone goin under laser n*gga
When you got it you don't ball in moderation n*gga
Gotta thotty carry beans like she Jamaican n*gga
f*ck a stylist imma walking fashion statement n*gga
Yo copilot going silent all that hating n*gga
Seven sixes wasn't drafted but I'm major n*gga
Ain't no NBA but imma keep it playa n*gga
Keep a vest on top yo chest or just don't say it n*gga
Put five k on top yo headband ain't no sweat n*gga
Gucci loafers stunt on n*ggas with this bread n*gga
I was hot as hell the last time that I checked n*gga
f*ck one house I'm tryna buy up yo whole set n*gga
I woke up to racks you n*ggas ovеr slept n*gga
Gave you game you ain't do sh*t that's disrеspect n*gga

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Applied pressure
Really ain't nothin to it
n*ggas already do it
I be just running through it
That sh*t is understood
I just put n*ggas on game
Ice and it's all in veins
I deal with all of the pain

I stick to code and ain't gon lie
Really outlaws n*ggas know we on the rise
Pressure not the question n*gga story of my life
I say all my prayers with this forty on my side
Don't know how it end but n*gga gon enjoy the ride
Run the money up hope that I don't run out of time
Won't say you my dawg cuz loyal only a disguise
Love ain't too important but it's always worth a try
That's why imma ride til I die

Diamond in the rough we got it out the mud n*gga
Pressure made a n*gga just wanna come up like a drug dealer
b*tch know I'm connected out here flexing like the plug wit us
Went from riding bus to buss down ticket I pull up wit it
Got it blew that money blue face spending they say cuz cropping
When yo money up they don't wish you death they wish you blood n*gga
They gon show they true colors before they show you love n*gga
Fifty shades of gray but that's all smoke if you run up n*gga
We ain't outside I'm inside I'm counting it up n*gga
Stretch the money first hit turf then I pull up n*gga
Ain't on tinder for that chicken you'll get plucked n*gga
Twenty pieces in that box my price went up n*gga
Ain't no squid game but this mask on top my head n*gga
Red light green light pop and go then leave you wet n*gga
Play no games you n*ggas just playing wit cho death n*gga
For that green I'm Draymon always wit that tech n*gga

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Applied pressure
Really ain't nothin to it
n*ggas already do it
I be just running through it
That sh*t is understood
I just put n*ggas on game
Ice and it's all in veins
I deal with all of the pain

I stick to code and ain't gon lie
Really outlaws n*ggas know we on the rise
Pressure not the question n*gga story of my life
I say all my prayers with this forty on my side
Don't know how it end but n*gga gon enjoy the ride
Run the money up hope that I don't run out of time
Won't say you my dawg cuz loyal only a disguise
Love ain't too important but it's always worth a try
That's why imma ride til I die
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