SETH PUSH - PRESSED

This one is a mess
I'm pressed
To let it fly
And get it off my chest
It's a mess
Can't justify
I think I'm just obsessed
And I'm pissed
I'm really high
I just need to vent
And address
Before I die
I'll tell you why
Who told you to hold it in
Cuz if you let it out you
You might not fit in
You know without a doubt
You get what you put in
And if you been putting in work
And getting your hands dirty
You got you a foot in
You're waking up wide eyed
You got the potential
You gotta stay motivated
And go and get you some dividends
Take me for example
I had to hop in a rental
Got eighty pounds in the trunk
And I was leading the caravan
This one is a mess
I'm pressed
To let it fly
And get it off my chest
It's a mess
Can't justify
I think I'm just obsessed
And I'm pissed
I'm really high
I just need to vent
And address
Before I die
I'll tell you why
I cannot burn out
I gotta wear myself out
Doing it for a purpose
Watch me the way I work
I do not need a scale
I can eye ball purp
I will not get derailed
I did it before jerk
If you gonna fall down
Pick yourself back up
I use to pull off the stunts
Evil
Now I'm smoking runts
When I'm San Francisco
Dapping up passing blunts
Cuz those are my people
This one is a mess
I'm pressed
To let it fly
And get it off my chest
It's a mess
Can't justify
I think I'm just obsessed
And I'm pissed
I'm really high
I just need to vent
And address
Before I die
I'll tell you why

Written by:
SETH PUESCHNER, SETH PUSH

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