Sexxy Lexxy - Pressure
Embracing the struggle babyI'm getting stronger
When You not setting
It may take you longer
Like my stomach on the gate
You gon feel this hunger
Getting to it everyday
While I watch you bitches slumber
Yea I'm from harlem
Baby Come vibe wit me
My shooters love great adventures
They slide with me
Posted with mobsters that got ties with me
Pinocchio to ya man he lies with me
Or should I say lays with me
Cuz I'm getting chips
Look at all these blue faces like a bitch banging crip
Bars like a marathon
My finish lines get em sick
Rip Nip Huss
In my neighborhood gripped up
Beware of the frienemies that pretend to be
Better to trust a enemy then a frenemy
God removed all the fake
Aligned me with my destiny
Left my ex leveled up now I'm happy mentally
Never lose a diamond chasing that glitter shit
Don't confuse loyalty with love it get you hit
Let people lose who they think that they winning with
And if we ever meet again just know that i'm a different bitch
Fendi on my body I be dripped up
Fake ass bitch bout to get nip tucked
You Uber ass niggas bout to get lyfted up
Swag so ill I be off the meter
The way I'm running shit I need my own sneaker
I got the streets booming like a beats speaker
This the graveyard shift and I'm the gate keeper Lexxy
Written by:
Alexis Walker
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