Bringin The Pressure

Body a beat, boy, ain't no bother to me It was cold, used to ride with a heat Za for the tree, no other option for me amputee, lose a arm if he reach Word of the wise, I know some niggas outside So much that they smell like outside Those be the guys, so don't feel that pride too much, or they hoodie down slide in disguise I'm bringin' the pressure, doli don't need any extra Got sauce like it's mustard and ketchup Hollows f*ck flesh up, 40 gon' blow, call it Kesha T. Grizzly could do it, no effort I started rappin' for pleasure, ain't do it too much till I noticed I'd do this shit better Ain't have that much cheddar, but I was still fuckin' on bitches legit and we ain't have a tether Ain't of my era Spit and shit changing the weather, the clouds couldn't get any clearer This shit in my sweater, boom, ain't have a plate, they ain't reviving him ever I wake and bake, thinkin' bout how to get cake, thinkin' bout how to get better Heart be on frost for any who change for the bank I think them niggas, they lost But let me calm it down I came from third to the valley, but it's too fake in the valley Ain't no real love, heard it's rattlesnakes in the valley But f*ck it, thought it was love, but it wasn't, shit Shout out who been thuggin' with me, like a pack on my dogs comin' with me That's a fact, opinions don't mean nothin' to me Goddamn, I'ma still f*ck it up Make em' sick to they stomach and chuck it up Too legit, I'm 100, I'm one of one I gotta run it up, green, I think buttercup near Heat up his body, that's bubble gut No ones back to the front of us Too many flows, I'm too slick, I could slip in this shit Make a legend say, Brody, you one of us