PRESSURE Song Details:
PRESSURE Song Lyrics
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
The Diamonds Are Symbolic Of All The Pressure They Put On Me Until I Shined (La-la-la, La-la-la-la)
My Life Is Symbiotic With The Culture, I Can Never, Ever Lose The Vibe
(La-la-la, La-la-la-la)
Make Sure They Rollin’ One Up For Me ’cause It’s Been A Long Ride (La-la-la, La-la-la-la)
We Doin’ This One For Money T, Keep His Name Alive (Yeah)
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la—
Hold Up
I Know How To Make An Entrance, I Hop Out The Truck In A Fur With Some Henchmen (Hmph)
You Can Skip The Introduction, I’m Introverted, I Don’t Want Your Attention (Eh)
Stand On Whatеver I Say, I’ll Say It To Your Face, I Don’t Do It In Mentions (For Rеal)
I Believe God Had Put Me Through Hell So That I Could Learn Me A Lesson
I Was Eleven (Damn), Sharin’ A Bed With My Dad But Didn’t Have A Bedroom
In A Recession (Yeah), Six Of Us In A Ford Explorer, Didn’t Have Leg-room
Everything’s Destined (So), It Was Inevitable I Take On His Aggression
Mad At The World ’cause I’m Feelin’ Rejected, Guess That I Gotta Die To Be A Legend
La-la-la, La-la-la-la
La-uh-la, La-la-la-la (Turn Up)
Holy Shit
Showin’, Showin’ Naked Ass
C-Town, Bring Them Slabs Out (Out, Boom, Boom, Boom)
Open The Toilet And Took A Piss
Open My Mouth, I’m Talkin’ Shit (Uh)
Open Accounts ’cause This Money Don’t Fit In The Safe
My Accountant Can’t Count This Shit, Hm
This Look Counterfeit
If I Wear It, It’s Priceless, Can’t Count The Fit (Yeah)
Stack It Up Tall As A Mountain Is (Yeah)
I Grow Money On Trees Like A Botanist
(When You Droppin’ This?) Right Now
I Just Made The Hardest Shit I Ever Heard Right Now
Wait A Minute, Look Where I Was And Where I’m At Right Now
In A Plane With No Passengers In It, Over Cleveland, ’bout To Touchdown
I Got The Car Keys In The Carhartt, I Don’t Need ’em, Know I Push And The Car Start (Skrrt)
I Got The Icing Like A Pop Tart, And I Stay Spittin’ Fire Like A Charizard (Hah)
I Used To Be Broker Than A Florida Heater, Way Back In The Day When I Was Openin’ For Wiz Khalifa (Yeah)
I Just Got Myself Out Of An Misdemeanor, He Said That He Wasn’t There, I Told Him That I Wasn’t Either (I Wasn’t)
I Broke Every Bone Except My Middle Finger (Fuck You)
Only Had A Heartbreak Once, I Won’t Have Two
Free Young Thug, Pourin’ Two Liter
Why’s Everybody Singin’ Like They’re Dua Lipa? (Yeah)
La, La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la, Yeah
Ayy, We Doin’ This Shit One Take
Green Light, Don’t Stop, Go
I Wear Chains With My Shirt Off When I Get My Dick Sucked
And She Keep It In Her Throat Like She Got The Hiccups
I Ain’t Talkin’ ’bout No Mouth Though If We Hit The Lick Up
I Don’t Sell, I Used To Snort This Shit, Open That Brick Up
I Don’t Give A Fuck About Who Streamin’, Pull The List Up
I’m A Father, Look At What I Did To Raise These Kids Up
There Won’t Be A Day I Need A Vest Under My Zip-up
‘Cause Every Time They Tried To Send A Shot, It Always Missed Us (Doo, Drr)
I Hear That Shit In Real Life, I Do Not Fear The Afterlife
My Cousin Tried To Suffocate Me, He Said The Voice In His Head Was Jesus Christ
Healin’ My Bruise With A Piece Of Ice, I Held On Myself When I Needed A Family
Instead, I Was Left To My Own Device, Swallowed The Pill Like A Piece Of Rice
I Slept In The Attic, Had Demon Nights, That’s In The House Off Leroy
I Saw My Friend’s Eyes Change, Now He Just A Body With No Soul
I Been In The Game, Got A Lot Of Exes, Look Like A Cheat Code (Eh)
I Had A Couple Rappers Leavin’ Out The Spot With Their Teeth Broke (Shh)
You Can See The Double Rs When I Creep Slow (When I Creep Slow)
You Can’t Have My Dick If You Can’t Deep-throat (No)
Yeah, Turn Up My Voice, Make This Beat Low
I Create The Wave, But I Don’t Own No Beach Clothes
Lately, I Made A Lot Of Enemies, Lately, I Been Goin’ Through It Mentally
So, I Gotta Palm And A Rock In My Pocket In Public, Protectin’ My Energy (Uh)
Spiritually, You Couldn’t Measure Me (No), My Soul Has Been Here For A Century (Yeah)
We Came Out Of High School Together, And Now He Tweakin’ Of The Methamphetamine
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la, La-la-la) We Throwin’ Ls Like
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la-la-la) Real Up-the-way Shit
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la, La-la-la) You See Those Double Xs
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la-la-la) We Outside, Bitch
(La-la-la, La-la-la-la, La-la-la) Throwin’ Ls Like
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la-la-la) Real Cleveland Shit
(La-la-la, La-la-la-la, La-la-la) You See Those Double Xs
(La, La-la-la, La-la-la-la-la) We Outside, Bitch
Yeah, Meet Me On Floor Thirteen