Pressure

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(Yeah) (Yeah)
Taken back, I couldn't handle the pressure
The motive I lack is taken back by the measure
Of the drink in my hand
And all the shit that I think
I keep drowning in the liquor
I black out once a week
And all these people don't think
They be too quick to assume
When they see a homie falling, they just add to the fuel
Then ask what happened to you, how did you fall off the path
I been alone and I keep falling
Where the f*ck were you at
Homie I been getting sad
I been alone with my raps
And all the liquor getting thicker
Man, I think I might pass
I been getting sad
I been alone with my raps
And all the liquor getting thicker
Man, I think I might pass

I needed out
And I ain't ever looking back
I been a feinder all my life
But now I lay it on the track
Chasing the clout
Ended in another trap
It's like addiction always follow me
My demons got my back
And now I down another bottle
Drown my sorrows
More tomorrow
I ain’t ever hit the throttle
Hard to swallow
More to borrow
And the kids be skipping meals
So, their momma get their fills
I been feeling like I'm wasting all my time
Got more to kill

No, she never used to be like this
High like this
I like this
(Nah)
(Nah)
She used to roll up after school drinking O.E piss
Notice this
Homie’s lit

She used to try to play it cool
Half her people see it too
Used to roll up after school
Just to meet someone like you
Now her light is getting dim
And her life is falling down
Need someone to pick her up
But they left her on the ground

Nah she never used to be like this
High like this
I like this
(Nah)
(Nah)
She used to roll up after school drinking O.E piss
Notice this
Homie’s lit
No, she never used to be like this
High like this
I like this
(Nah)
(Nah)
She used to roll up after school drinking O.E piss
Notice this
Homie’s lit

I needed out
And I ain't ever looking back
I been a feinder all my life
But now I lay it on the track
Chasing the clout
Ended in another trap
It's like addiction always follow me
My demons got my back
And now I down another bottle
Drown my sorrows
More tomorrow
Oh, I ain't ever hit the throttle
Hard to swallow
More to borrow
And these kids be skipping meals
So, their momma get their fills
I been feeling like I'm wasting all my time
Got more to kill
(Yeah) (Yeah)

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