Pressure (feat. Larry Coleman 2020)

You know I been doing this shit Damn near ten years in Still got that fire from day one I just keep putting pressure on them You know it ain't gonna change Different flows and melodies But same ambition Kicking shitzu knowledge I'm in Henley collars I'm him Hit with a bitch I ain't flinch Hit with that poppa I cringe Under God I ain't to friend Sometimes I forget my shit Said I won't f*ck on nobody wife to be honest I lied Cherokee I do chicken Pushing ranges when I drive Talk shit promise you I go in I'll dive Push your wig back like my guy Say no names I ain't lie not in statements I stay silent Spot light on me I go climate I go climate Bitch I am pressure in my city I win Bitch I am going till I get my tens Grant, Franklin fucking friends Bitch I am pressure in the end Bitch I am pressure I am the mine where these diamonds get made Bars in my still and I'm building the base See how I'm moving I leave then amazed Look like a ghost when I'm blank in the face One of the greatest I'm making my case Lyrical beast and I'm sicker then aids Produced by the greats, Chardonnay grapes Shout out the Paper Route Frank A quarter past midnight I change Finally extended my fangs They say I rose from a tomb Glad I defeated my doom Point to illuminate rooms Set fire to fumes Switching my bitches like moods I'm glad I'm making the news I'm focused on moves I'm out in Vegas where these hoes keep sending me nudes Bitch I am pressure in my city I win Bitch I am going till I get my tens Grant, Franklin fucking friends Bitch I am pressure in the end Bitch I am pressure I told y'all motherfuckers I ain't giving up Don't give a f*ck I beat it up I swear to God man this different It's like I died and came back to life And dropped this bomb on ya Bitch I'm pressure