Lyrics Pressure - Fmb Dz

If I really want this shit I wanna ask for it
Came a long way I had to sacrifice my past for it
You should have tried me outside I paid cash for it
You owe up I had 'em boys on your ass for it
Big boss I'm just try'na task for it
Big dog you a mother fucking lil' boy
Miss her too but I still keep a smile on me
Jump out the cool with her loose six thou' on me
Pretty bitch wanna live for bout blossom me
Yeah she gonna put her mouth on me
20 life until bitch you only eat cony
You can't respect no nigga you on a fake Rollie
If you scared go to church but don't fuck with holy
That'll explain why all these mother fucking deems are on me
Don't understand why all these niggas keep on speaking on me
It's a dirty game so I keep it on me
Baby hoodie on zip to the top
Security gonna check me pass me the glop
Play crazy in the club get your ass shot
Yeah i do it for the have and the have nots
In the back of the Benz feeling like us
I don't respect that I'd get a nigga head pop
Nigga better not touch your hair on my dread lock
I was down but I'm the mother fucking man now
I'm going 100 on this bitch cuz I can now
Just blew fire got a fireball on standby
I fuck might as well you fucking all your fans out
I pop perks you be fucking with them Zans high
Three canes I got fucking the clan high
Get out of the line and we pull up in the Range now
Niggas want a beat a dime doing my dance high
You have mine you a cut off your hands huh
Niggas caught me slipping caught me with my pants down
Niggas say I win and claim me I'm their man now
I'm just try'na fuck a bitch thickest cash style
Street nigga turn corp and I got clans now
I can't let up on these niggas I'ma add that pressure
Go crazy round this bitch I'ma apply that pressure
Can't let up on these bitches I'ma add that pressure
Get it all out that pile I'ma need some extras
I can't let up on these niggas I'ma add that pressure
Go crazy round this bitch I'ma apply that pressure
Can't let up on these bitches I'ma add that pressure
Get it all out that pile I'ma need some extras
We don't wants winners we don't want press
Top side in we don't want that stretching
Ten bows in the hair everybody catching
Man your bitch on the perch yeah we both scratching
I don't gots a place to bury yeah we both stabbed it
I've been bowling over these niggas I feel half landed
Sticking with this head till the dirt did the merry's
Had to cut that bitch off cuz she was too average
Pay cash for this shit I don't do plastic
Do 'em on 28 a Roy print I don't crash him
Vivi has all my shit that's a lot of carats
I want gear for my kid my bitch with the jury
I can't let up on these niggas I'ma add that pressure
Go crazy round this bitch I'ma apply that pressure
Can't let up on these bitches I'ma add that pressure
Get it all out that pile I'ma need some extras
I can't let up on these niggas I'ma add that pressure
Go crazy round this bitch I'ma apply that pressure
Can't let up on these bitches I'ma add that pressure
Get it all out that pile I'ma need some extras