Songtexte Pressure - Skyzoo , Gerald Walker

Never overthink it, I just let it flow
If it steals your peace, learn to let it go
Not every seed you plant, in return will grow
Cause real change is hard and almost always slow
Okay, I took some L's, I seen my pockets hurting
But that ain't never stop me, from going putting work in
Never scared but those who talk too much just make me nervous
I'm slow to speak and quick to listen, you gotta be observant
Especially those who got a spoon, they see a pot, and gotta stir it
Like bro, let's be honest, what's the point you serving?
Fuck the chattering, it's a bag out there, I'm 'bout some Curren'
I'm liberal with these hands but my money I'm conserving
Four streams of income, you niggas
Tryna do, I hate to say, we been done
Niggas tryna win that war, we been won
Now I'm counting stacks and eating dim sum
Reflecting on the days my pockets was smaller than Chevy Geo Prisms

Should I go right? Should I go left?
To give 'em more or do it lesser?
Choose that Bible or that pistol
I got sitting on the dresser
It's a choice I gotta make
Lord, I know you see the effort
Can't have gold without no fire
Can't have diamonds without pressure, baby
Uh, and I'm coming back
Yeah, should I steal it or just finesse it?
Count my money or my blessings
See the mess or see the message
Can't have gold without no fire
Can't have diamonds without pressure, baby

So there's fire for the gold and so there's pressure for the diamonds
The highs come off the lows and the respect is of compliance
I comply to me and mine, nothing left to be decided
You ain't with it when we rolling, there's an exit there behind us
We inspired who you know, so if you know them, then you know us
You ever see them fold up then they mask on like hold ups
Cause that ain't come from us cause we don't come from that, ever
We just one up like we one up and we brung us back together
We attracted to what's better, so a pistol on the dresser
Telling us to live a dream is disguised as an endeavor
And who better to go live it than the ones who sold a vision
And then wrote it out for you in Morse code like it's religion
I be kicking what I'm kicking like the wager ain't the topic
But my jewelry in the light the way your faith be in the closet
Guess I figured all this out, how to win and when in doubt
How to still be able to pull off these wins when in a drought

Should I go right? Should I go left?
To give 'em more or do it lesser?
Choose that Bible or that pistol
I got sitting on the dresser
It's a choice I gotta make
Lord, I know you see the effort
Can't have gold without no fire
Can't have diamonds without pressure, baby
Uh, and I'm coming back
Yeah, should I steal it or just finesse it?
Count my money or my blessings
See the mess or see the message
Can't have gold without no fire
Can't have diamonds without pressure, baby