Pressure ft. Deonix Lyrics

Yeah, y'all already know what time it is

4.0

Yeah, yeah, yeah

This mission, this friction

Just listen, to what we missing

The pressure, no pleasure

Remeasure, the leisure

See, I already know some niggas ain't loyal

Fuck that, I'm about to boil

Hate when it's deep up in my coil

Fuck around and put a nigga dead in the soil

When I think about it, really , I don't wanna see it

I gotta stay real so you know I'm gon' be it

Try to take it from me like I ain't gon' see it

Say you from the hood, well, nigga, so be it bitch, nigga, like

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I can see it from a distance

I don't know how you really missed it

This is part of my existence

But you really don't want this friction

I can tell that he judging me

They really don't want no part of me

Eyes wide shut

But it really don't seem how it ought to be

I put a pistol in my pocket now I'm with it two times

Pull it out when my ops get giddy-outshine

Anybody with a mic cause I'm gritty

Know you heard it in a song I wrote, I'm litty

That's right, have you ever seen me in my rage

Pay attention to the lyrics on my page, made with an attitude coming from dade

Got a lot of gratitude why I stay paid

I don't really give a fuck about a broke nigga

Stack my money till I get six figures

Never gonna stop till I'm sitting like Jigga

Or when I'm on top when a nigga getting bigger

Sitting in my brand I'm a CEO

Know a lot of opps wanna see me go

Wanna go to war well here we go

Knock knock that's me at your door

Bitch nigga like

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Let me tell you your options

You ain't really got no options

Im to the point where I'm nauseous

Your next move better be cautious

You don't really want a beast in me

Your whole crew looking like a feast to me

I wear silence for a reason

I don't wanna be who I used to be

Seen a lot of hood niggas in body bags

No cap, deaf with a motherfucking toe tag

See it playing over and over with no lag

See a nigga head get bust when I look back

Could've been me but I decided to bust back

When I see a fake nigga I don't even trust that

When I do business I ain't even gonna rush that

When they go to snitching then you know I gotta flush that

fake ass clowns be nothing but suspect

I ain't getting none of my motherfucking respect

That's a hell no hell no no reset boy don't make me change my preset

Cause I know your face ain't resent

This ain't funny Jackie Gleason

I'm just looking for that reason

This might be your final season niggah

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