Lyrics Pressure - Favour Abel

Aw yea, aw yea
Can you stand the rain, while we pray for better days?
Too much animosity, why you talk?
Why you still mad at me?
Pocket watch, yea he want the recipe, silly hoe
I just made 30 bands, when I parked
Bulls-eye, hit the target, like we playing darts
And these niggas wanna talk about me
But I been a pioneer, just like Tony Stark
And she wanna know more about me
She loves my style, she know that I'm poppin'
Baby then let's go
Baby you can count on me, aye
Baby you can count on me, aye
Just maybe you can count on me, aye
And I got these Balmain jeans, loving the pressure
And I'm falling out of reach
5-star restaurant, you can have what you want
You can't compare to us, YSL Saint Laurent
Our lifestyle dangerous
Made a pact with God, I'm gon' finish strong
I told her not long, I told her go down below
Niggas was talking all that shit, I don't know what they was on
Like my Heart it was made out of Chrome
Roll up, I'm inside my zone
Pussy lil boy all in his feeling
Baby come on in, yea she gon' to the bed
Aw yea, she gone off the edge
Then you pushed me of the ledge
Aw yea, aw yea, aw yea, aw yea mhm
Baby you can count on me, aye
Baby you can count on me, aye
Just maybe you can count on me, aye
And I got these Balmain jeans, loving the pressure