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Pressure
AKA
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I need a moment of clarity, I need a motive
I need a worthy opponent
No one can challenge me, dearly devoted
Weight of the world on my shoulders
I’m focused on family, they focused on selling their magazines
Stuck in a fantasylife
Talking shit ‘til your battery die
Oh you wanna see me crumble
Living in a concrete jungle
Take a walk in my custom kicks, wanna touch these kids
You can call me uncle
I talk insane numbers
I like my paper large
Bunch of blade runners
Yeah we some shooting stars
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
You might see the life I live and maybe think it looks nice and fresh
I mean sometimes it is
They offer me the nicer things but some people trying to fight with it
While trying to bite your shit
Fuck it Imma fight to live with every lyric when I rhyme I kick
I’m killing everything around the kid
I can tell by where your hands pointing at, you already know what time it is
Mudda bitch I came up
From a starving artist from the underground now I’m way up
Couple number ones on a couple charts so I bet awards
Still I got cred like Pay Pal
I’m reaching till I hit the ceiling ‘cause I was beneath them like Lucifer’s playground
So when the fame just fade out, all the greatness remains just the same as I came out, bloaw
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
Pardon me I’m just doing my bid
Too legit to be losing my grip
Mamma Mia I won’t let the media under my skin
Handle my biz
Plus I’m a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win
Fuck all these encyclopedias walking ‘round telling me how I should live, shit
The bigger the belt
The larger the target the harder they fell
I’m a product of knowledge of self
You might need a psychologist’s help
If you think I’m not at the helm
They talk about pressure but nothing’s impressive to me
I feel so underwhelmed
Took this shit to a whole other realm
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone, I'm gone