Pressure Songtext
von Y2

I let the diamonds do it I ain′t got to throw it in yo face nigga
Dodging cases now it's bottles by the cases nigga
Cut the check or someone goin under laser nigga
When you got it you don′t ball in moderation nigga
Gotta thotty carry beans like she Jamaican nigga
Fuck a stylist imma walking fashion statement nigga
Yo copilot going silent all that hating nigga
Seven sixes wasn't drafted but I'm major nigga
Ain′t no NBA but imma keep it playa nigga
Keep a vest on top yo chest or just don′t say it nigga
Put five k on top yo headband ain't no sweat nigga
Gucci loafers stunt on niggas with this bread nigga
I was hot as hell the last time that I checked nigga
Fuck one house I′m tryna buy up yo whole set nigga
I woke up to racks you niggas over slept nigga
Gave you game you ain't do shit that′s disrespect nigga


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Really ain't nothin to it
Niggas already do it
I be just running through it
That shit is understood
I just put niggas on game
Ice and it′s all in veins
I deal with all of the pain

I stick to code and ain't gon lie
Really outlaws niggas know we on the rise
Pressure not the question nigga story of my life
I say all my prayers with this forty on my side
Don't know how it end but nigga gon enjoy the ride
Run the money up hope that I don′t run out of time
Won′t say you my dawg cuz loyal only a disguise
Love ain't too important but it′s always worth a try
That's why imma ride til I die


Diamond in the rough we got it out the mud nigga
Pressure made a nigga just wanna come up like a drug dealer
Bitch know I′m connected out here flexing like the plug wit us
Went from riding bus to buss down ticket I pull up wit it
Got it blew that money blue face spending they say cuz cropping
When yo money up they don't wish you death they wish you blood nigga
They gon show they true colors before they show you love nigga
Fifty shades of gray but that′s all smoke if you run up nigga

We ain't outside I'm inside I′m counting it up nigga
Stretch the money first hit turf then I pull up nigga
Ain′t on tinder for that chicken you'll get plucked nigga
Twenty pieces in that box my price went up nigga
Ain′t no squid game but this mask on top my head nigga
Red light green light pop and go then leave you wet nigga
Play no games you niggas just playing wit cho death nigga
For that green I'm Draymon always wit that tech nigga

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Applied pressure

Really ain′t nothin to it
Niggas already do it
I be just running through it
That shit is understood
I just put niggas on game
Ice and it's all in veins
I deal with all of the pain

I stick to code and ain′t gon lie
Really outlaws niggas know we on the rise
Pressure not the question nigga story of my life
I say all my prayers with this forty on my side
Don't know how it end but nigga gon enjoy the ride
Run the money up hope that I don't run out of time
Won′t say you my dawg cuz loyal only a disguise
Love ain′t too important but it's always worth a try
That′s why imma ride til I die