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nobody can have you
You dey only one who make me feel so lavish 
Don't you ever dare to ever tryna leave me
You my drugs
you my life
you my sensor 
If you

real from fake Imma always sensor

Young nigga still finessing through the pressure 
You know how I do I make it through any weather
I'm still shinning

not the center
Cause when I be hurting
My heart freezes over
Like flow in December
I become the aggressor
Whenever there's pressure
You judging my worth

only get one I don't take it granted
Clean as a whistle my life is in order i handle the pressure and im gonna manage
A lotta temptation, do you have

faster and faster, pulling Leonard by the whip, now flying over the ground. Close to the edge, the only way was... take off. And that’s what they did. Soon

this ain't taken
Just cheated I was like ok then
It was dumb to put my faith in
Only loyalty to gang affiliation

Make an opp stop then I stomp the opp

up that pressure, only got gas
Im probably gonna light it and ask

What's the deal
Aye, tell me how you feel
I got that energy, that shit that really

It's weighing down on me
Pressure on the thin beams of the house effecting my sleep
Swear I can hear my memories twitching about up there
Took that

when the pent up anger
Indicates on the gauge, pressure sensors amber
Left out going the right way
Life is Ambidextrous
I'll be reckless 'til my life up

on sensor
Floating shit, I be coming with the pressure
Don't gotta talk anymore, but I still will
Who the fuck don't wanna hear they boy get crunk still
I be

lane 
Pussy niggas lame I only rep the gang 
4s Up hoe chose cuz i was froze up 
Double 007 grams two Os like a donut 
Them niggas hatin talkin shit  but

After I cop off my migo
These niggas still lying like Leos
I peep all the grimy shit that they depict as legit
So I only got shit for my wife and my

Strong citizen, harsh sentences fired off all cylinders
Can't stomach or swallow this raw cinnamon
Foes get all sensitive when shown no soft sentiments
All

Shoutout Finesse
Only overdress for success
Never need to do it to impress
It comes natural motherfucker, neverbreaka sweat
Unless Ibe 'cross

Need a seltzer
I can't sensor
Feel the pushing down as I take way more pressure
We're singing 'til the end of time
I don't care if it's all a lie

freaking, I'm only here for the weekend
Tell her that you lied, face down bomb up right

You and me we walking, buildings are stalking
Parallel to the sky,

king ‘cause I wreck ‘em
Polish ‘em with my septum
Trap ‘em when I catch ‘em
Put motion sensors in they rectum
And then I send ‘em through so
They can

killing 'em all, no feelings involved
Riding through yo' hood with no ceiling on car
Six cylinders roar, slippers gripping the floor
Haters hatin'

butt naked nasty, butt butt naked nasty?

Verse 1 - Haissem : 

So u tryna get freaky baby
It's pressure when I got you underneath me baby
Slow stroke