itsK'Milli - pressure

The blessed dont beef with the miserable im the one who go them shaky
I play this game without rules and I run around your board and it could get flamey
It could go right do dirt, it goes left, shut it down, it's yellow tape, scene
They plottin' on me, rack it up, rack it up, cause it could get crazy
Blessings on blessings on blessings, I got them fools talkin' and guessin', I got them confessin
I talk that shit cause I'm gettin' , if it's not facts then I'm pressin
Classes in session, I got them dumb bitches stressin
I'm shittin' on you and your bitch watchin', she obsessive
I don't try when I'm steppin', they waitin' on me and I got that shit up like 11
The party don't start till I reach, you know they don't like how I speak
Got them shaky when I step on the scene, too busy countin' them beans
Bitches always tryna intervene, my, your business, you know what I mean
Now them hoes wanna be a witness, now you know bodmines a diseased
Ain't got nothin' on me when I step on the scene, fuck it up, fuck it up
We got that new money and I'm countin' that green, fuck it up, fuck it up
I dance like MJ when I get paid, fuck it up, fuck it up
I turn my L's into a W, man, you know what's up
Turn me up, turn me up, got them hitters goin' dumb
You can get it on the day shift, caught him slippin' on the run
A bitch try me, you gon' get got, gotta go deal with some
From the ave to the 6, huh, got the city goin' dumb
Got the city goin' dumb, they heart beatin' like a drum
I'm steady pressin', I chew this shit up like gum
Days I felt like a scum, feelin' neglected
I can't get rid of these bugs, I'm steppin' on them
Now I'm clownin' these bitches for fun
I hold it down, homie, count your blessings
You unprepared cause I ain't the one
I'm unexpected, they facial expressions, huh
And the end of time just begun
Unruly lessons and too many questions
I got my hand me down on the run
Said, you don't fuck with me, you couldn't fuck with me
But insecurities got me on watch
Shit gettin' hot, we fuck up the spot
Came from the bottom, we got it on lock
Got nothin' on me when I step on the scene
They don't like how I did that
I got that new money and I'm countin' that green
They don't like how I did that
I dance like MJ when I get paid
They don't like how I did that
I turn my L's into a W, man, now you like how I did that
Ay, ay, ay, they don't like how I did that
Stick to the plan, now they turn to fans
They don't like how I did that
I dance like MJ when I get paid
They don't like how I did that
They don't like how I

Written by:
Karisha Wright

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