PRESSURE Lyrics

I kill the beats ain't no pressure

I got some skeletons under my dresser

And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester

Whenever she pull up on me I undress her

Crop of the cream(Cream)

Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)

Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)

Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Dream)

So much pressure on my head I swear if you measure it'd be like 100 Gs

And I swear I'm doing better S-Boy ting that's word to T.E.D

Mama wrote me a letter said I'm the best she like "Son you got this"(Yeah I got this)

I am winning so I how can I stop this?

I done ran up numbers you can't top this

Top this shit

I set up goal and I accomplished it

Inspired these n*ggas I prolly did

I don't see nobody that's stopping me

Hard like a bolder no wonder I'm rolling

I got my palms itching money calling

She got my mind spinning but she stalling

And all of her friends want me but they trolling

And I was just on a call with one of my homies he doing fine as well

Shout out my n*gga he solid and we gon win, huh only time will tell

Destined for greatness we still gon excel

Even if you don't like me my album gon sell

The Lord is with me I'm still gon prevail

Get back up on even I fail

Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it

Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it

Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it

Back up on it

Back up

I kill the beats ain't no pressure

I got some skeletons under my dresser

And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester

Whenever she pull up on me I undress her

Crop of the cream(Cream)

Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)

Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)

Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Me)

You don't know how many times I had to get up when I was down on the floor

You don't know how many times I failed I felt alone had nowhere to go

Put in the work and I stayed on the low

Slept on the floor and them days was cold

Came from the bottom yeah down below

But I been working I got something to show

Look at me mama

I'm winning and they tryna copy me mama

Back then they wasn't feeling me mama

Now they texting saying they proud of me mama

Don't want no friends I just want a cheque

I want the bands I cannot pretend

Show em no Messi call me number ten

One day I'll cop my pops a benz

I kill the beats ain't no pressure

I got some skeletons under my dresser

And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester

Whenever she pull up on me I undress her

Crop of the cream(Cream)

Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)

Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)

Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Me)

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