Lyrics Pressure - Villen

Dedicated to my little primo Lil Jay, keep your head up prims
Aye and dedicated to my other primo Abraham Rest in Peace Foo
Much love, Villen
Yo this that 1995 shit if they reincarnated that 1995 shit
And rolled it up into a mexican motherfucker you feel me
Ayo Sleepy wassup, aye what the fuck you talking about dog, this that I E shit homie
Yeah
Uh
We done lost to many souls we done suffered like way to long
If you feel me than sing along because i promise you not alone
Up in my zone they rep them bells and you better not chuck a set
If you aint with all of that gang shit them gangstas gone run a check
Lion up in the flesh
Battling for my life with every breath
That hustle with every step
Make way for the king of chess
But what to do
Im only 24 with money moves
Invest in lucrative visions and make them visions come true
Im a 95 baby
Come look and see the Riva made me
An assassin with passion to raise the ghetto from the babys
For all the youth in the system this to my primo in the hauls
He grew up with no father figure but trust the book and word of God
We gonna make it out if I gotta die to free a soul up
Id sacrifice all I got for my people up in the hole but my pistola
That's why I keep a fool from not slipping
Ill box the fuck out a vato before i gotta pop a clip in
Lord forgiven

Yeah the way i spit my shit i got my enemies bumping my shit homie
Where do i see myself in 10 years probably still talking shit to these pussy motherfuckers
Where do i see my enemigas in 10 years shit hopefully winning
If not they wasting too much time up on my motherfucking jock you feel me

Yeah
From the beginning of time
I done helped a lot of demons in disguise
Turning on me like Judas I hope you ducking when we ride
So when they busting up on us and you the closest one to
Just know that shit was intended and all that bullshit on the side
When ya homie turns a homie it's beneficial not genuine
Who can I trust when all the snakes in the valley see me like settlement
I do this shit for love while they plotting on how to air me out
Cuz when you speaking truth it ain't common that's when the fakes come out
See everybody wanna be a part of this shit
Without the hustling shit
Without that struggling shit
Like once you up above the blood sweat and tears it's regular
Villen let me get that feature how the fuck you get my cellular
I ain't being petty ese don't you dare disrespect me
Because if you walked inside my shoes you'd feel the pain I need emptied
This rapping shit it really got me thinking that I should quit
But look at the stripes that I put in this only right I represent

Let me keep it 100 i ain't ever followed no fake motherfuckers before
Matter of a fact i ain't ever followed a motherfucker before
That's why I keep it so fucking real that's why they fuck with me so much dog
Fuck all of that fake shit
It's still that S I C K M U S I C E N T