Cool Under Pressure

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D. Monroe

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Got so used to these f*ck boys
A real nigga got 'em in an uproar
Inconspicuous with my magic tricks
Stay super low act like an average bitch
But she (Not though) just look and see
Yo, they ridin' round like look at me
Why attention seek? I'm camera shy
Just doing me, don't analyze
I can handle it, I am so equipped
Whenever I'm involved, yeah you know it's lit for sure
You could never f*ck with bull
She came through with nothing on
Who said life's a bitch?
My experience kind of contradicts
A love story, she got the hots for me
But the heat is on me like the oven door
Picture perfect but I know I'm drawing
Your setback is my step back
No matter where you want to shoot from
Or where the ball go through, that net at
I walk around with the world on my back
Keep a smile on my face
With a chip on my shoulder
A girl on my lap
The way I hold it together
Man, I hold it together when most would collapse
Yeah, they think that they know
But forget what you know
Boy you don't know the half
So cool under pressure
Don't assume, that's the golden rule
Cuz a diamond shines in the darkness too
Oh, they think I'm crazy but the money baby
Only thing that really needs a padded room
Yeah, the chips was down and they ain't come around
And nowadays they like what's up with you
Like Big Sean, I don't f*ck with you
Kick rocks I got stuff to do
I ain't never been comfortable
Someone always gonna come for you
On my toes like a ballerina
And I keep a nina for the audible
Omaha, yeah I'm the Manning
And never outta pocket and I never panic
Let me drive, Ima live my life, you can catch my vibe
That's proper planning
Prop the planet on my fucking back
NY to spend a couple racks
It's dinner time but I'm intertwined
With an aged bottle of wine and a couple snacks
I walk around with the world on my back
Keep a smile on my face
With a chip on my shoulder
A girl on my lap
The way I hold it together
Man, I hold it together when most would collapse
Yeah, they think that they know
But forget what you know
Boy you don't know the half
So cool under pressure
Sunday to Sunday wheels up I do one thing
Wrong-way down the one way
You in your own way, you lil' f*ck face
Hotel getting fed grapes by dimes straight off the runway
Shoot straight, don't pump fake
Your bitch feet hurt cuz her pumps fake
Lil niggas need to pump brakes, going too fast
Down the wrong path
Going full speed down that interstate
Can't associate with your silly ass
Let's talk about what you really have
Why they all get so quiet though
That kid diabolical
On they last stand like the alamo
Got a boss hand throw your cards in
And why you want to go all-in
Autographing your coffin
In real life, we can't all win
I walk around with the world on my back
Keep a smile on my face
With a chip on my shoulder
A girl on my lap
The way I hold it together
Man, I hold it together when most would collapse
Yeah, they think that they know
But forget what you know
Boy you don't know the half
So cool under pressure
I walk around with the world on my back
Keep a smile on my face
With a chip on my shoulder
A girl on my lap
The way I hold it together
Man, I hold it together when most would collapse
Yeah, they think that they know
But forget what you know
Boy you don't know the half
So cool under pressure

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