No Pressure (feat. QD 27)

Yea K.W.A (Kings With Attitude) TBE Live forever imma die for something Livin so backwards, you gon die frontin' Act like you hard, say you came from nothing Hate on the next man, stop fussin' Got all dese straps but ya ain't bussem Qua tell me why dese bitch ass boys keep frontin' Ion een know why dese li niggas fronting Niggas be talking like they up to something Thuggin so hard, they think i'm from compton Nigga gotta big ass stick, get to bumping Nigga be talking like they really coming Aye, up in the booth i'm bieng honest Yea, none of these niggas ian trusting Yo bitch, just wanna f*ck she lustin' No mickey'ds, but she call me mcluvin Niggas be talking like they gonna touch me Aye I got the bag, the duffle no cheese but i got the ruffles These niggas they, just wanna scuffle Run up on me imma bust you Now I'm off papers it's back to the block Most of the boys really just some cops To be real, i got family up in compton I be turning nothing into something KWA stand with TBE Had to get li qua on the beat Don't forget i came from OTT fingers crossed forever that's on me Gotta shout out big home big scheme You hop out the street they sell you a dream Remember back then, had a glock with a beam Young nigga in and out the scene Young nigga smokin the broccli These niggas really, they just wanna copy me These niggas tryna copy with everything that they see Young nigga really be carrying the heat You can get hit with these 223's Young nigga pop a perc go to sleep Look at li shawty she just wanna eat, eat up the dick I'm just tryna get moeny get rich Nigga just tote on the stick, run up on me you get hit Nigga be talking, like they really lit Already know i'm the shit Young nigga come from the bottom Look at li shawty she built like a bottle Got her on the run way, she think she a model I'm sipping on the lean, out the bottle no toddler Shorty ask me why you so friendly She playing it close, like she really loyal Baby girl i know that you plotting Mama told me these women gon cross me Mama i can't let em play me like a fool I'm chasing the bread and f*ck all my enemies A lot of my enemies, they been some ken to me Bitch ain no getting back cool, ain no frenemies