Alijah Tha Great - Under Pressure

Sorry I've been too busy, forgot to call you back
I know you're probably thinking like "Damn, that's all you got?"
No need for me to beat around the bush or tell you lies
I rather keep it 100 than keep up my disguise
As this facade I depict gets overly colonized
My outer essence wont stress I'm mentally traumatized
Like how I'm supposed to be perfect in everybody's image?
When my health is my wealth and they all want a percentage?
I try to live up to expectations in my decisions
Fought literal wars for niggas you know you've been a witness
Ask my assistance, receive & repeat the story's endless
I stay confined within my mind serving maximum sentence
You'd think with all that I preach about I would know my limits
Pick my spots 'fore they pick my pockets leaving the remnants
Of the person I am to make the most out the lesser
Cause when I'm stressed I face the blunts on the dresser
That's feeling Under Pressure
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
Feel as though I run in circles in search of purpose
It's like this existential crisis don't do me no service
I write a verse then revert to thinking "if this is worth it?"
Cause this don't look like anything that's deemed as picture perfect
Same process of searching, writing, and buying
Then roll up a blunt and light it to heighten these feelings lurking
I think if it's not working then I ain't put enough work in
Complex to have a heart of an angel but the mind of a serpent
Ultimately I feel deterred from my destiny
And yet somehow I maintain a grasp on what's best for me
So to reframe from having you think any less of me
I get to cooking while looking for better recipes
So far behind that I mentally think I'm messed up
From having to play self catch up
And worrying bout what's next cause I
Cannot reframe from worrying about the next us
While trying to preserve these moments I deem so precious
I'm feeling under pressure
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
Don't think my imagination has time for relaxation
So if I can't catch a break
What's the point of vacations?
I barely had a free conscience rarely got the sensation
Cause a war needed soldiers heavy on dedication
So many Ls that I've held standing in someone's placement
Be the reason I'm stagnant and my shell appears vacant
You hear me hide behind a smile that's the sound of me aching
Appear as up but my spirit's somewhere down on the pavement
Wonder how many roles could I fit in this vessel
Cause each one takes its own soul the more that I wrestle
Back and forth for control to play dominant figure
Just to be here for a second and to leave even quicker
Could it be empathy that's killing me with all these gestures
I'm asking for answers class is up just need one more lecture
Do I let up or keep trying to be this valued treasure?
Completely lost in how I measure this pleasure
I'm feeling under pressure
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down (What do you want from me?)
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down
I feel weighed down

Written by:
Alijah Williams

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