Pressure Lyrics

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I'm black like coal

Coal under pressure

Diamonds and gold

Gold probably change me

Not my soul

Soul up for grabs

I grab what I own

Own all my masters

Mastered my tone

Tone that shit down

Down to the bone

Bones that I break

Break down when I'm gone

Gone with the wind

The Wind bring the storm

Storm bring the cold

I'm colder than most

And most of the bros

The bros know the code

The code that been ancient

Ancient like stones

Stones that they throw

They throw at the throne

The throne for the king

The king of my home

This home is my land

Ain't land here alone

Alone to the end

My ending ain't clear

Better clear the way

A way to be free

The freedom I crave

These cravings get deep

Deeper than holes

The hoes that I know

They know how I roll

I roll til I'm stoned

Stoned like I sinned

The sin God forgives

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Stop wasting my time

You wasting yo talent

Go get on yo grind

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Caught a charge

Beat the charge

Still had to go pay the fine

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These niggas ain't real

These ain't bitches loyal

That should be a crime

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What's understood

Ain't gotta explain

It's just matter of time

Somebody go get a priest

I'm confessin now

Black, Loc'd ,and professional

Lift me up

Just to tear me down

King of my pride

Still on the prowl

Give me my props

Stop tryna doubt

Bitch niggas

always tend to pout

I heard Niggas talking reckless

I gotta show em what I'm really bout

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