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Pressure
That's why it's hard for me
But I can never get passed it by making sob stories
And hearing someone else talk about it's beyond boring
I'm

yeah
Do shit by myself
I'm all alone and I don't need no help
Didn't have nobody to tell how I felt
Nigga wanna play we putting ass to belt

Yeah
I mean

about this all the time
Like every single day
I don't wanna lose my mind
So I tell myself that everything is okay
Money's been an issue for a minute

to rejuvenate and loan the fam...  Yo many get run over fall for nothing it's learn to stand


Yea.. my boy what you got left..?

I got em...

I bang my little

you ain't easily liked
Sike, I'm on my toes like a thieve in the night
Same reason my balaclava never leave by my side

Give ’em the cure (Cure)

to the range work on you're aim fuck that wild gun firing
In the streets or not better keep that fire snakes they grimy
Heart froze from all these rainy days but

demons get depressed 
When he look he in the mirror cause he know he don't see a man

I swear I been locking it in
I put the city on lock, city boy with

millions
Investing in buildings
Work to leave an inheritance for my children
Investing in bonds watching my stock yielding
Hate is crippling
Don't be led by

face off like editor
How you dap that boy up then turn round and go set em up
Man these niggas straight snakes and ain't letting up
Bitch I grew up with

try nothing stupid and I promise no one will get murk
All we want is the cash and the good work
So tell me where's the product
We know you got it
I keep

Selling work by the flea 
Hitting licks with no conscious 
He gotta get to the green 

Walking in class and the big chain flash 
Went from being a gook

hear these motherfuckers hating then
Tell em' welcome to oblivion

Yung Lord, Yung Lord, Yung Lord
Hi-C, Hi-C, Hi-Currency yeah
It's all about

Yeah
Man I done put in so much time with this music man
So much money spent, so much effort
It's gotta work, I have no choice
Somethings gotta give

Pink Moscato with my meal that's just how I feel
All this work done in the field, Champagne on chill 
I'm not one to take a break 'cause I ain't

destroy the Mako reactors
They brought it on themselves so we gotta take 'em out
All in, but we might not all make it out
Endin the Shinra and closing

tell em that I'm posted
I don't hide from niggas, you can catch me in the open
All you niggas phony, playing roles just for the moment
Gang over

a sock in that bitch
Throw you off in a ditch
Boy you soft fuckin snitch
Brother got by with a face mask
He don't wanna take that
There he fuckin goes

people that hated
Swear that shit be too bizarre
Hate been coming in
It ain't nothing new
Heard em talk behind my back
I just smile an wave
Go about my day

destroy the Mako reactors
They brought it on themselves so we gotta take 'em out
All in, but we might not all make it out
Endin the Shinra and closing

without my best friends
But that's the past tense, the boy has grown up
Now they wanna show up, they tryna get a close up
But I tell em hold up, like nigga

cheese boy
Be no thief don't break the law
This here ain't no diss track
I just wanna confess
Tell it how i feel about it
I ain't no f**n racist im'out

I

smoking that green
By the way I'm a veteran
Balling way too damn hard need a letterman
Nigga can't fuck with me got no leverage
And she can't take the dick

I'm livin' my life right when givin' the mic life
Take 'em on trip like an addict gettin' a hit
I make the poor feel rich, gettin' a twitch
Like a rap

I'm so hard, you so soft
Like a maxi pad go get a tinder
Be knocking em out they socks
Leave you dangling like a cheap spinner
Be knocking you out