Og pressure - Intro

Chorus
When I'm in the street, I gotta watch my back (watch my back)
Doing anything to make a dollar stack (dollar stack)
Running up a check, homie I never slack (never slack)
I can't let em in my business,
Man I keep my racks from round these hoes
Some friends they turn to foes
I kept it real with everybody, that's just how it goes
So I gotta watch my back
Strapped up I never lack
I'm bout to run it up for real, my nigga that's a fact
Lets go






















Verse
I got security for the security, never know who tryna bury me
Moving too thoroughly, niggas don't worry me, I got the word from a birdie
I get the worm cause I'm early
I put the work in I'm worthy
Money to burn they won't urn me
They get tired of me eating, they thirsty
But I'm never surprised
I know they been telling me lies
I can tell from the look in they eyes
For respect I been severing ties
Ain't nobody to call, I'm taking my ball
I hop in the whip and go shop and the mall
I'm buying my family whatever they want
When people can't touch you, they turn to the talk
I'm giving my all
But who was with me?
Show me who made all these moves with me
I bought the ticket for 500, on a plane, who split it for 250?
I had to struggle to get out the mud, they didn't want nothing to do with me
Now I got money for Persian rugs, they tryna get up in the stu with me
I ain't got no rap for y'all
Less you talking with them racks involved
Need blue faces like Avatar
Got a Super Max like it's basketball
Restaurant serving caviar
I don't eat it, but I got it all
Going crazy, no padded wall
Y'all moving shady, now I'm passing y'all





Chorus
When I'm in the street, I gotta watch my back (watch my back)
Doing anything to make a dollar stack (dollar stack)
Running up a check, homie I never slack (never slack)
I can't let em in my business,
Man I keep my racks from round these hoes
Some friends they turn to foes
I kept it real with everybody, that's just how it goes
So I gotta watch my back
Strapped up I never lack
I'm bout to run it up for real, my nigga that's a fact
Lets go






















Verse
I'm in the hall of fame
Everybody know my name
I got them haters jumping round its' like the House of Pain
I'm carving out a lane
But only the real remain
If you ain't focused on a bag, we on different wave
We gotta be
Independent prodigy
Your struggle don't apply to me
I'm tryna hit the lottery
Money going offshore, I'm talking like The Odyssey
These models wanna follow me, they telling me they proud of me
I know they capping
They cramping my style like a charlie horse
I get the cream ain't no Haggen Daz
I throw the bag in armored car
I just been eating like carnivores
These niggas funny they Martin Lawrence
I'm the main event, you the undercard
Godfather, you a underboss
I pay the bills y'all do the chores
I ain't no regular rapper
Been doing business with trappers
In my hood gotta keep you a ratchet
Let it blow or you sleep in a casket
You should know I ain't down with the chatting
Ima glow when I switch up the Patek
Every flow a nigga do damage
Gotta antennas if y'all want the static

Written by:
DARIUS GABRIEL LOGAN, DOMINIQUE DANIEL LOGAN

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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