Текст песни Pressure - Rushy
(Shmosby)
How's
man
talkin'
about
pressure?
I
don't
feel
pressure
(nope)
Send
a
text
on
the
trap
line,
give
out
some
testers
(brr)
Then
back
to
my
leisure
(ayy)
I
got
bro
'til
the
end
cah
that's
my
bredda
That's
my
bredda,
that's
my
bredda
(Genna)
I
ain't
got
no
gun,
but
if
I
cop
that
dotts,
bury
it
like
treasure,
ayy
Born
in
Eastside,
could've
been
a
daily
offender,
crazy
Eastender
(ayy)
Might
see
me
in
the
West
with
the
gunners
or
see
me
with
Kay,
he
like
Arsène
Wenger
(true)
Big
spender,
thought
you
was
a
spender
Done
all
the
spendin',
the
spendin'
stopped
(hello?)
Think
you're
the
man,
come
to
the
block
Can't
take
out
your
chain,
man,
your
shit
get
popped
No
opp
can't
Milly
Rock
on
my
block
(nope)
I
hit
so
many
shots
on
my
block
(block)
I
sip
my
Henny,
don't
need
the
wock'
Got
cats
like
Wanda,
mad
for
the
rock
Pressure
Ain't
been
around
for
a
while,
but
it's
calm
cah
the
crowd
go
mad
when
I
enter
(true)
Still
break
down
bricks
like
Jenga
(chop
that,
chop
that)
No
opp
can't
Milly
Rock
on
my
block
(my
block)
I
hit
so
many
shots
on
my
block
(hot)
I
sip
my
Henny,
don't
need
the
wock'
Got
cats
like
Wanda,
mad
for
the
rock
Pressure
Ain't
been
around
for
a
while,
but
it's
calm
cah
the
crowd
go
mad
when
I
enter
Still
break
down
bricks
like
Jenga
(chop
that,
chop
that)
Ayy,
cats
keep
callin'
my
phone,
man,
leave
me
alone
I'm
grindin'
(leave
me
alone)
I
woke
up
this
mornin'
smilin'
Haters
tryna
bring
me
down,
I
don't
know
why
(why?)
Niggas
out
here
stealin'
flows
Tryna
keep
it
on
the
low,
thought
they
did
it
on
the
sly
(mad)
Stepped
in
the
function
with
a
bottle
of
the
Henny
and
the
Cro
and
I
did
it
for
the
vibe
(true)
Push
bike
and
I
did
it
with
the
guys
Done
it
with
the
green,
bro,
did
it
with
the
rice
Done
it
with
a
text,
bro,
done
it
with
recks
Sold
everyone
a
dream
and
I
did
it
with
a
lie
(uh)
Little
man,
you
don't
wanna
live
this
life
Outside
with
your
kitchen
knife
(nope)
'Til
things
get
hot
on
the
block
and
this
shit
goes
left
all
you
need's
advice
How's
man
talkin'
about
pressure?
I
don't
feel
pressure
(nope)
Send
a
text
on
the
trap
line,
give
out
some
testers
(brr)
Then
back
to
my
leisure
(ayy)
I
got
bro
'til
the
end
cah
that's
my
bredda
That's
my
bredda,
that's
my
bredda
(Genna)
I
ain't
got
no
gun,
but
if
I
cop
that
dotts,
bury
it
like
treasure,
ayy
Born
in
Eastside,
could've
been
a
daily
offender,
crazy
Eastender
(ayy)
Might
see
me
in
the
West
with
the
gunners
or
see
me
with
Kay,
he
like
Arsène
Wenger
(true)
Big
spender,
thought
you
was
a
spender
Done
all
the
spendin',
the
spendin'
stopped
(hello?)
Think
you're
the
man,
come
to
the
block
Can't
take
out
your
chain,
man,
your
shit
get
popped
No
opp
can't
Milly
Rock
on
my
block
(nope)
I
hit
so
many
shots
on
my
block
(block)
I
sip
my
Henny,
don't
need
the
wock'
Got
cats
like
Wanda,
mad
for
the
rock,
pressure
Ain't
been
around
for
a
while,
but
it's
calm
cah
the
crowd
go
mad
when
I
enter
(true)
Still
break
down
bricks
like
Jenga
(chop
that,
chop
that)
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