PRESSURE

Moving freight no harbor, always focused on a comma If equipped legit, I probably would've been your father Probably have your mama bent, hit then holla sayonara Out here blowing through this money, living like its no tomorrow I stay on my grizzy cuz, I don't really like to borrow I don't really these niggas, but they bitches love to follow Everything I fucking do, keeping it a buck with you I been through the struggle too, so I don't give a fuck bout you Got my own situation, long list of problems I'm finding methods to solve them, y'all focused on chasing stardom Lately been going harder, I gotta get it regardless Been crossed by my own right hand, that shit done left me so heartless like All the phone calls I received about a thousand times Been through so much pain, it's only right I jot it in my rhymes Tell them pay attention, niggas way too blinded by the lies Pussy, money, weed the only thing that keeps me satisfied Head held high I rarely cry, broke me when my granny died Ain't the type for making friends, I just keep the fam around Way back when they didn't understand, they understand it now I rep the gang n rep it proud, the ones y'all bitches be checking out Checking in just to get a check and then we checking out I can't get into mumble rap, like what the fuck these records bout Only got one shot, not too many get a second route Yeah I'm trans but not so loud, cuz there's way to me than nouns His and hers, don't acknowledge hoes I tell them hit the curb Hit the swerve on these niggas, fuck around and get you served From Section 8 to hella great, that's why I flip the bird Oh, you a G.O.A.T? I didn't get the word There ain't no stopping this hustle nigga I get it however Yeah, smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure There ain't no stopping this hustle nigga I get it however Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure (uh) Smoking gelato, yeah that weed be some pressure Pressure Young S.O. Yeah