Pressure ft. Trench Lyrics

I can flip a script like a Stephen King movie

Underground came up out my city story not like Rudy

Niggas wanna run around saying that they plugs truly

Till I run up on a pussy and I make 'em give it to me

Hold on hold on T'Rey you ain't gotta take it that route

Tell me how I'm supposed to get it when there ain't no handouts

Say you loyal to a homie not a cent for bail out

I ain't playing games homies really had a fallout

When it comes to snitching being bitches my name you can't call out

One day I see the whole krew ballin' out

And if we all get there safe then

We truly made it out

Never gave a shit bout clout

Do it for the underground

Niggas chunking Bs up proud

Elevate on beats like loud

328 beam with the homies in it

I let the money come to me man that's all we getting

And if the crew pop off then it's Armageddon

Damn it's true I hit 'em hard and it started spreadin

Bring it back and double it women want me to Cuddle 'em

But I ain't got no time for dat imma keep counting money

It's the real man standing they ain't ready when I'm coming in

I started writing sumn when I realized what is troublin'

I'm the real monster with the ink call me Sullivan

When I grab the Mike I Wazowzki stunning em'

All up in the cut not giving a fuck that's why y'all stuck again

Y'all ain't really nun I'm giving a punch I got the upper hand

Pimpin' ain't easy and y'all should know

I keep the game locked y'all ain't sticking to the code

This the mode

Fuck it I grip the mic and then I go

Decipher the artist smarter there's encryptions in my flows hoe

IcE TrEy and Trench