PRESSURE (feat. Black Fenyx & Nikonowhere)

I've been feeling at a loss
Chasing after blessings and there always be a cost
Zaxby's, Max be heat and the sauce
Hathi Beats, Brad Specs, me, I'm the boss
I'm like Joffrey
Off with his head if it's my name that he talking
I'm the only relevant peer in your roster
On the offense and I'm getting good at blocking
Numbers
All you are to me is a telephone number
When it rains and it pours I'm the sound of the thunder
Boogeyman that you hide away from down under
I'm sick of you bitches
Punking out on me and then you asking for assistance
Getting petty whenever you met with resistance
Bet you'd suck my dick just to get off of my shit list
Woke up in the morning to the pressure
Went to bed at night to the pressure
Every day and night there will be a lesson to it
But I'm stuck with the sex, weed and pressure, yes sir
Twenty five lighters on my dresser, yes sir
I could never fold, no, never under pressure
I've been rocking size 14's since I was fourteen
What that mean I was born to be a big stepper
Go and check the ledger
Best under twenty five, top five I could die today
And I would still be the best alive
What that mean, it's a DOA
They obey, she obey, anyway
Don't owe you shit remember that lil mama
You was talkin bullshit, you was starting all the drama
Homie named Kuzco, he keep him a llama
If you ain't with me cut you out like a barber
Trimming off the fat like a butcher butcher
Got a bunch of plans in the cooker cooking
Get my homies out of central booking now
Petty weed crimes, why you hold him down
Ten toes down, that's how I'll stay
And heat coming B, like the mid of May
And all my homies talkin real estate
And I turn her ass red like Young M.A
Do you fold, do you bend, or do you break
And when you under pressure do you give or do you take
And I ain't chillin with no damn snakes
Chilling in that fire, I be dancing with Diablo
They treat me like I'm famous now
Where the drugs, n**** where the models
See me with this white girl, they gonna move like they Iago
So I dodge the potholes
Can't end up like Pac though bullets in a Tahoe
Woke up in the morning to the pressure
Went to bed at night to the pressure
Every day and night there will be a lesson to it
But I'm stuck with the sex, weed and pressure, yes sir
Everybody giving me a deadline
Wonder when my life gonna hit mine
Every day and night, you wanna throw a lick on me
But that's history cause I can't feel
You
Anything they say, say it to my face
Anything they say, say it to my face
Anything they say, say it to my face