Lyrics Living Bait - Young Pressure

Too much ambition I ain't goin flop or drop
Better call the cops I'm visually
Seeing a massacre in front of my guns at yo assembly
Got more enemies I'm brain dead what's the point of
Killing me never will let it be I'll carry my weight and
Steal yo green who the fuck is that with the rap
That white boy ain't got shit to say
But I'm balling on yo bitch NBA
My mind I stimulate we can't affiliate
Locked me outta my money
So I had to go drill in safes
Candles lit when I handle shit
My dick been on her tongue she keep her lips tucked
Tyler Tucker retire fuckers I'm too heated y'all
Fire duckers won't dig em up mine constructors
I'ma shine no kind of luster
Go and penetrate my soul is in a lake fuck what you know
Someone better hook me up like living bait

Fuck that's him hey go point yo fingers my shit lingers
Out yo speakers fucked this game and I found a leaker
Standing tall but I sit higher bringing flames like a Bic
Lighter only here to inspire
Building up my empire
Bout to lose yo job even though you been hired
Fight for a spot my fist tighter
Throwing that dark shade on my name
Don't need the tent lighter
Working till I get tired you a pissed liar
Nowadays y'all mumble or sing more like they fit choirs
Y'all caused me irritation demons around me spirits
Taking over no closure fucking end me I don't fear Satan
Y'all fuck boys and hoes
Mixed up like alloy and clothes
Even though this on a new level
Living bait it's been this way a true rebel
Got the drip like a huge vessel
Try to take yo money and they take yo soul
Keep it stunting I'm in control
You got no guap on a mission call it co-op
And I'm going no stop
Drugs making my mind boggle
Calm me down when I got em

Too much ambition I ain't goin flop or drop
Better call the cops I'm visually
Seeing a massacre in front of my guns at yo assembly
Got more enemies I'm brain dead what's the point of
Killing me never will let it be I'll carry my weight and
Steal yo green who the fuck is that with the rap
That white boy ain't got shit to say
But I'm balling on yo bitch NBA
My mind I stimulate we can't affiliate
Locked me outta my money
So I had to go drill in safes
Candles lit when I handle shit
My dick been on her tongue

They take a toll when I want off em call me the man
You the kid that's often smoke take pills till I'm in a
Coffin fuck they made me exhausted
Money bags been where my cost is make a couple rappers
Atheist they feeling too Godless
Got more green than the goblin bitch
You cap I already shot em blood on the floor I mop em up
Keeping em coming I'm leaving em running like nose and spit
Really me who you wanna go against
Bright days with dark thoughts I show offense
Say it's not about the money you brag about it then get mad
At that accountant spend that on glass in houses
Fashion ounces bashing out it cashing counting I'm on road
Run em over got my body to get me high don't need my soul
Wrote in ink I'm living bait supposed to be if I get my cake
If I get what I deserve
If I get head like interface my rhymes you just will never learn
You the shit then I'm absurd