Songtexte PRESSURE - iNEED$

Yeah
You know I'm always drunk when I'm recording this type of shit
And I don't know why
Never sober, always high
Haha
Bitch I'm on the mic that's why the show started
Makin' fire though I'm cold-hearted
Baby, welcome to the party
We lightin' shit up like Bob Marley
God damn
I got new friends, I got new bae
Moved into new crib, I got new bills
Shit I gotta gotta deal with, maybe it's too real
This russian guy thinks he'll make it in music?
That's amusing
But thing is I'm not afraid of losing
I got talent, I have no excuses
Rap in my sleep 'cause my dreams they be lucid
I be protecting my spirit from demons and fiends
More and more people are leaning on me
Guess I got stronger of being naive
Guess I got stronger of being naive, yeah
So many lyrics moved to trash
God, every morning I feel that pressure
Still no cash and still no mansion
Still, my potential, it can't be measured
So many lyrics moved to trash
God, every morning I feel that pressure
Still no cash and still no mansion
Still, my potential, huh...
Feeling I'm moving in circles
Repeating all over again
Feeling my life is a circus
That I can't even trust my friends
What is the goal, what's the purpose?
If my shit still ain't viral
Feeling I'm moving in circles
Hopin' it's the upward spiral