Lyrics:
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Tell you bout my lifestyle, I'll walk you through
First mix the Louie wit the Johnnie-Walker blue
Now peep the hooptie, I'm followed by my crew
Yeah
And it's like
Yo
Your boy's too hot, put a fan on
I am never under pressure, man, it's pressure that I stand on
I'm not the bruddah you
In the seeds we sow by singin' dis tune
Is the cure an the healing, we treat bad feelings 'cause
You feel the pressure when you workin' from nine
Ceasing the money I'm outta the safe
I took the pressure and put it aside
I guess that's what I meant by I'm moving the
I got the answers like Trebek
Money
wanna be saved, I’m glad I listened to Cole, and didn’t fole- under pressure, what she was applying,
While lying- while asking- why I’m never replying,
I need fifteen
Tell the bank tell the teller
Eighty A KD
Top notch pressure
You don't phase me
I can't let up
You try to play me
Ya block get wet up
the window
She not afraid to do a bid she not scared of jail
She the queen of the city and she got that pressure
Quarter key on my lap I skirt off do
to a nightmare
Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
By any means, yaddadimean?
In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing
And I swear I had a dream, I
Boy
We made love in silence
Just under the bedsheets
The pressure is so sweet
Soft
The touch of your body
'Ce plaisir interdit'
Just laying next
routine my cannabis dream got my sweet killer Queen OG by my side getting high on our own supply.
All this pressure
It's always summertime yeah you didn't
a target
Started a fast and I start going faster
Under that pressure it made me a master
If I say that I love you don't take it for granted
I say that I love
in my prime
This lifestyle I'm living by choice not force
Didn't like the way I was living so I had to change course
I don't get in the mix, I just sit
as alone
Diamonds are made under pressure
Baby hold me tight
Please hold me like a treasure
So I can feel your fire
And no matter the weather
I will keep you
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
myself tear by tear
Get back together under soil
I'll be the rain
Rain on you
I'll mix with the sea
And I'll question every tear of mine
And I'll kill
love it when ya riding
Oh baby girl you come over me yard
You wanna put the man under pressure
(Ahhhahhnnn)
Oh baby girl you turning things around
You
the mix
Applying the pressure for grips
You gotta work the water
When I get a feeling I oughta
I make it look good in a Honda
Determined it's making me
a PUSSY RAT or a LEECH
He fold and he told and he on the streets
We was saved by the bails like Zack and Screech
Tryna get in my mix that's my pet peeve
How
make fragile crews deflate under pressure
Take it to the next measure with all pleasure
And stack treasure, cheddar, illegal life forever
(Yeah all
Then she hooked up with the wrong someone
And he promised everything under the sun
And it seems to me
She's a casuality of all the pressure
That
Then she hooked up with the wrong someone
And he promised everything under the sun
And it seems to me
Shes a casuality of all the pressure
That
with the wrong someone
And he promised everything under the sun
And it seems to me she's a casualty of all the pressure
That he put on her, and now we've
she hooked up with the wrong someone
And he promised everything under the sun
And it seems to me
She's a casualty of all the pressure
That he put
been under pressure since I knew bout pressure
But I'm pressure nigga i don't feel it
I don't like conversating with a fuck nigga
I'm a tell a nigga i
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