Blue$trip Bank$ - Pressure (feat. Chyng)

When it begins nigga
You'll realize you can win nigga

You pray at night cause times is hard you can't pretend nigga

Late nights wit long wind nigga
Early mornings paint a big picture

Put in overtime at night I'm closing in
True artist shit every time i clutch a win

How Niggas spending so much money on this strippas
Ballin every night but can't afford to feed yo sisters

Damn how the fuck can that be yo Mental
A soul protector? I been raised to be a pit bull

That's why I'm suppose to keep this pistol
It aint yo about luck it's about yo grizzle

You get off yo grind thats when shit hit you
Some family stop calling these bitches aint gone miss you

Heavy as the head that wear the crown ain't my issue
Remember all them nights i had to fight yo build my momentum

Listening to ocean views while I'm in the bitch
Blue Faces in my pocket im in a Benz but I ain't rich

My bitch high up in a suite Smoking In my jacuzzi
Can't wait til I come up we fucking just like a movie

But If I don't hit you I put my g on it
Put a ticket on yo head I'll put my feee on it

They say Banks ain't bout no pressure til I squeeze on em
So shit let's speak on it

See these niggas ain't real and these bitches ain't no realer
Can't put yo trust up in these streets just play yo part and be resilient

Get money wit yo people put food up in y'all stomachs
Then execute a plan so yo child can have fundings

That what you gotta do to making out this jungle
Exceed through that pressure and be 100 in yo struggle

Stay down til you come up most importantly remain humble

Written by:
Keyshun Banks

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