Big Homie - Pressure текст песни

Текст песни Pressure - Big Homie



KM got the bucket
Man, I was stuck in the trenches nigga playing shuffle
Just put all my jewelry inside of a duffle
My oldest just called and said daddy "I love you"
I love our relationship, it's been a scuffle
I'm risking so much at this point in my life
My nigga just call & told me dat it's worth it
He told me he dissing I ain't really heard it and
I'm working hard 'cause I know I determine
I handle shit nigga prolly couldn't take
Just Got off a flight in da A
I'm finna kill this shit here in one take
I'm always sliding base
He wanna eat off my plate
Like nigga why you wan' try do that
Ya nigga don't block, sack
He wearing that fitted cap
I'm so sick of the foolishness
I want a truck, can't wait to get me a new duli, bitch
I escaped and we buddy's like Lilo & Stich
Just won me like 200 dolla' of a glitch
I set 'em up just like "Will did in hitch"
I need some new photos I gotta take pics
Lil' pussy fat I can tell by the print and
You never have service T-Mobile to sprint
I'ma keep going harder every verse
Rather die rich & leave blood on my shirt
She wanna fuck, I can tell how she flirt
She steady keep calling, I bought her a chirp
Always come first like the carter
Ain't talking about money I pulled with my daugther
Niggas be fantasy like Harry Potter
I gotta book of verses like a naval
Who goin' first, who got turned down (press, press, press)
Said she'd love me but I know she lying (press, press, press)
All my shit been anticipated (press, press, press)
When hood load you way before you made it (press, press, press)
Who goin' first, who got turned down (press, press, press)
Said she'd love me but I know she lying (press, press, press)
All my shit been anticipated (press, press, press)
When hood load you way before you made it (press, press, press)
I'ma keep playing thi' cards 'till I get it
In 2016 I barely had a P-vit
The Last time I dropped I got a couple offers
And nothing fell through, I swear felt I lost it
Nigga start changing traded like it's Boston
I never give up I swear that shit a cost you
(My moms tries, winning life isn't a fact)
I'ma keep my pride
Die about everything that I believe in
Cops killing niggas
That's not a debate, that's the world that we living in
I'ma send some shots
To the lil' cracker that murder them people
They was in a church
Why wasn't people protected by Jesus, man?
Never pose to question
I already prayed so what do I do now
You know you don't deserve it
But I came from the slums so how is that true now?
I made my own way
You really think that? boy you a fool now
Chopper money guns
How many you got? Better yet use one (Press)
Who goin' first, who got turned down (press, press, press)
Said she'd love me but I know she lying (press, press, press)
All my shit been anticipated (press, press, press)
When hood load you way before you made it (press, press, press)
Who goin' first, who got turned down (press, press, press)
Said she'd love me but I know she lying (press, press, press)
All my shit been anticipated (press, press, press)
When hood load you way before you made it (press, press, press)



Авторы: Cornelius Metcalfe


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