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PRESSURE (feat. Son Kuma)
by Zarco
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Everybody trynna put me under pressure
I don't know if they aiming for the chest or mind
Guess I gotta go and beat the odds tonight
They on my back gotta race
So I'm flying out the moon
Never get attacked
They on my back gotta race
So I'm flying out the moon (woahh)
I be flying in the room right now
God they all be faking
Don't know who is who right now
I'm under pressure in the room right now
So I gotta think fast, and I quick jab
Hey uhnnn they all wanna get on my venue
I pour up the liquor inside on my cup
And they looking like I'm in the menu hey uhnn
You gotta face the fate
If you look away, you might die today
You might die today
Precious don't throw your life away
Ego death throw my pride away
Psilocybin Wide awake
Y'all niggas asleep don't hibernate
I'm up cus I get so High
I am under pressure alright
It don't matter cus I'm destined to rise
No I don't want to question this life
Why do we question God's intentions
Count your blessings
One day woke up world in my hands
And bad bitch in my bed sheets
Gave her that pressure
Fucked so good that afterward she said
She'd bend backwards for me
I guess that means we're flexing
On to the next scene (ohh)
They on my back gotta race
So i'm flying out the moon
Never get attacked
They on my back gotta race
So i'm flying out the moon
It got me flying out the moon
All I see money wishes
Ain't nobody wishing true happiness
So what the hell we gon do
If I flick a 50 with me
50 bitches coming through
They on my back gotta race
Everybody trynna put me under pressure
I don't know if they aiming for the chest or mind
Guess I gotta go and beat the odds tonight
They on my back gotta race
So I'm flying out the moon
Never get attacked
They on my back gotta race
So I'm flying out the moon (woahh)
I be flying in the room right now
God they all be faking
Don't know who is who right now
I'm under pressure in the room right now
So I gotta think fast, and I quick jab
Hey uhnnn they all wanna get on my venue
I pour up the liquor inside on my cup
And they looking like I'm in the menu hey uhnn
You gotta face the fate
If you look away, you might die today
You might die today
Precious don't throw your life away
Ego death throw my pride away
Psilocybin Wide awake
Y'all niggas asleep don't hibernate
I'm up cus I get so High
I am under pressure alright
It don't matter cus I'm destined to rise
No I don't want to question this life
Why do we question God's intentions
Count your blessings
One day woke up world in my hands
And bad bitch in my bed sheets
Gave her that pressure
Fucked so good that afterward she said
She'd bend backwards for me
I guess that means we're flexing
On to the next scene (ohh)
They on my back gotta race
So i'm flying out the moon
Never get attacked
They on my back gotta race
So i'm flying out the moon
It got me flying out the moon
All I see money wishes
Ain't nobody wishing true happiness
So what the hell we gon do
If I flick a 50 with me
50 bitches coming through
They on my back gotta race
