Pressure On The Moon ft. Dishon Lyrics

Fuck a Dr. Phil I put my heart on every line (Every Line)

How the fuck you love me, but you pray for my demise, yeah

Watch the smiling faces they can be the best disguise

When you one of one you know you can't be improvised yeah (Improvised yeah)

Ay, tryna watch no movie all I'm tryna see is racks I've been

Busting down these woods but I ain't never swing a axe I've been

High as fuck I coulda have faced some pressure on the moon

I'm goin hop in then I zoom, been in corners with a broom

Niggas dying way to soon

Been a solid nigga since they cut me out the womb man (Out the womb man)

Never fucked with twelve shit I barely fuck with new

Had to change some people round me but I'm

Still the same me

Going through some things but you don't know the shit you can't see

Keep the ones from round you that gon tell you what you can't be

Don't give a fuck bout later you don't never gotta thank me

He cold blooded so I call my nigga AC

Talking amazon but dawg was moving packs from AZ

I need to be like Jay-Z, I need to be like Jay-Z (I need to be like Jay-Z)

Yeah, don't let that go over your head

You gon see me crawling, dragging legs before you see me beg

Cousin rolling with a piece of steel, he riding with a keg

Niggas never huh, ugh

Niggas never come to me I'm always hearing what they say

We go to hibachi

Said she wants Givenchy

All I wanna do is stack these bills up like I'm Chauncy and

Hearing what these niggas say, we walking back through TSA

This shit was always in me it's embedded in my DNA

Nothing to prove work is evident

High standard, boat rocking, motion flowing, schedule getting overloaded

Way above these clouds sometimes it's hard to see the stuff below it

Low emotions probably why you hardly ever see me show it, yeah

Once I click the trash next to the thread ain't no doubling back

Feel like I've been covering my pain with some clothes off the rack

Might not see me up it on the snap but the pack is intact

Za if we being exact, focused won't let them distract

Niggas really walking contradictions they stand and they lie

Once they see this shit still gon up, they need Canada Dry

Know they gon clap when I fall, know they gon hate when I raise

Mixing my problems with weed, I send my trust to the sky

Fuck a Dr. Phil I put my heart on every line (Every Line)

How the fuck you love me, but you pray for my demise, yeah

Watch the smiling faces they can be the best disguise

When you one of one you know you can't be improvised yeah

Ay, tryna watch no movies all I'm tryna see is racks I've been

Busting down these woods but I ain't never swing a axe I've been

High as fuck I coulda have faced some pressure on the moon

(On the Moon, on the moon, on the moon, on the moon)