Pressure Lyrics

Bro just took a nigga bag he adding pressure,

Come try to test him and Ima bless ya

pop a pill and I get louder than a wrestler

Forever reckless never ran from pressure

Took a nigga bag I'm adding pressure

Come and get it back my nigga he tryina bless ya

pop a pill and I get louder than a wrestler

Forever reckless never ran from pressure,

4 jars on me now I'm taxing

Tryina double up on half a package

Flexing all that money boy you lackin

Motherfuck the gram cus my cell phone slappin

I been tryina get it had to put down my feelings

Still crushing beans nevermind what I'm sipping

Gotta put yo money first give a fuck bout opinions

Nigga we was down bad making bitter decision

You can hate me you can love me but I'm still gon flip it

How you love me bro you left me in the hood with no chicken

How you hate me and I'm breathing nigga come take a visit

Ain't no lacking ain't no resting gotta run up some digits

Never in the streets but that's where I was raised

All that fast money got me stuck in my ways

Og telling me to pray but I was rolling for days

With my demons like I'm Cudi they come out when I rage

Bro just took a nigga bag he adding pressure,

Come try to test him and Ima bless ya

pop a pill and I get louder than a wrestler

Forever reckless never ran from pressure

Took a nigga bag I'm adding pressure

Come and get it back my nigga he tryina bless ya

pop a pill and I get louder than a wrestler

Forever reckless never ran from pressure,

4 jars on me now I'm taxing

Tryina double up on half a package

Flexing all that money boy you lackin

Motherfuck the gram cus my cell phone slappin