Pressure Lyrics

I got heaven in my whip

Sacred peace

I got devils on my 6

Pray for me

I got pressure on me

Please don't press your luck

I ain't been feeling same

It's like an adrenaline rush

I got heaven up in my ride Sacred peace

Know these devils tryna slide Pray for me

I got pressure on me

No weapon shall prosper

Oh there go that feeling again They've created a monster

Introducing the connect

Used to be the plug

Like circuit city

Had to move to the next Progress

God still working with me

Sumn simple in the glove box

With a nipple on it nigga

Tough titty

Soon as they hit the blade

Niggas stay in the cut like a Buck 50 for the subsidies

I go savage psychopathic

I don't have it all

So gimme some space

Writtens about all the

Pistols you peeling

But niggas ain't peeling a grape

I do not care if you

Feeling offended sir

Why are you still in my face

My niggas gone pull up and pull out the

Fill in the blank

Swerving the paint

Miss me with the witchcraft

you niggas can burn

At the stake

I can interpret the

Words of the serpents

Who blatantly murder my race

No vertebrae but think

They deserve to be

Greeted at the pearly gates Word to the saints

Please keep me in yall prayers

Cause they keep me in

Cross hairs

Thank the lord i'm god's child

Cause somebody just lost theirs

Alls fair in love and war

Life's a bitch

Let it run its course

All here and accounted for

Pall bearers beloved corpse

I got heaven in my whip

Sacred peace

I got devils on my 6

Pray for me

I got pressure on me

Please don't press your luck

I ain't been feeling same

It's like an adrenaline rush

I got heaven up in my ride Sacred peace

Know these devils tryna slide Pray for me

I got pressure on me

No weapon shall prosper

Oh there go that feeling again They've created a monster

All I need are my guns and gold

An exit plan when shit unfolds

The world you know can get Cold and phony when

None the wise

Can see through em

Running towards the rapture My lord their after your Throne so how can one know

When they

Crown their masters

To a kingdom after

They've trimmed the masses

My home

Watch em program

The modern days

Unexplained things

Got em all afraid

Fear

Years left in the final pages When no one there kept their Faith in greatness

None is sacred in this

Gray oasis

Guide stones from fallen angels

behind drones and a Combination of strings to

Keep us encaged

Above and so is below

Trying to find balance

When traveling roads

While battling ghost where Cannibals roam with

Motive for global control

Us unusual folk

Unamused by the smoke and Mirrors the killers evoked

In the heat of the moment

The fleeting aroma

From bullets will

Shatter your dome

They'll save face

When the town calls

But pray hate

For your downfall

And evade grace

Like an outlaw

In this grey space

Of a wormhole

It's a rat race

In a free fall

A hostile and volatile

Street brawl

Till it's hell flames

From a piece drawn

With the caliber to

Actually meet god

I got heaven in my whip

Sacred peace

I got devils on my 6

Pray for me

I got pressure on me

Please don't press your luck

I ain't been feeling same

It's like an adrenaline rush

I got heaven up in my ride Sacred peace

Know these devils tryna slide Pray for me

I got pressure on me

No weapon shall prosper

Oh there go that feeling again They've created a monster

I got pressure on me

Pressure on me

I got pressure on me

No weapon shall prosper

Oh there go that feeling again

They've created a monster

I got pressure on me

Pressure on me

I got pressure on me

No weapon shall prosper

Oh there go that feeling again

They've created a monster