Applying Pressure

The man on my shoulder be mad, he told me it's time to go bad

And never look back on the past

They could never hang with us, they was bound to fall

Take another one, yeah, they need another one

I was built for this, bitch, I was born to ball

Pass the competition, blasting off like John Wall

I walk in the mall with some hundreds, I fuck up the slot with some thous

I bought a new jersey, it's nothing, then I go smoke me some loud

I'm goin' harder, I'm puttin' in pressure, my momma goin' look at me proud

I'm standing on business, I want that respect, they finally goin' fuck with me now