Dave.D - PRESSURE

I kill the beats ain't no pressure
I got some skeletons under my dresser
And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester
Whenever she pull up on me I undress her
Crop of the cream(Cream)
Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)
Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)
Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Dream)
So much pressure on my head I swear if you measure it'd be like 100 Gs
And I swear I'm doing better S-Boy ting that's word to T.E.D
Mama wrote me a letter said I'm the best she like "Son you got this"(Yeah I got this)
I am winning so I how can I stop this?
I done ran up numbers you can't top this
Top this shit
I set up goal and I accomplished it
Inspired these n*ggas I prolly did
I don't see nobody that's stopping me
Hard like a bolder no wonder I'm rolling
I got my palms itching money calling
She got my mind spinning but she stalling
And all of her friends want me but they trolling
And I was just on a call with one of my homies he doing fine as well
Shout out my n*gga he solid and we gon win, huh only time will tell
Destined for greatness we still gon excel
Even if you don't like me my album gon sell
The Lord is with me I'm still gon prevail
Get back up on even I fail
Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it
Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it
Even if I fail I'm still gon get back up on it
Back up on it
Back up
I kill the beats ain't no pressure
I got some skeletons under my dresser
And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester
Whenever she pull up on me I undress her
Crop of the cream(Cream)
Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)
Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)
Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Me)
You don't know how many times I had to get up when I was down on the floor
You don't know how many times I failed I felt alone had nowhere to go
Put in the work and I stayed on the low
Slept on the floor and them days was cold
Came from the bottom yeah down below
But I been working I got something to show
Look at me mama
I'm winning and they tryna copy me mama
Back then they wasn't feeling me mama
Now they texting saying they proud of me mama
Don't want no friends I just want a cheque
I want the bands I cannot pretend
Show em no Messi call me number ten
One day I'll cop my pops a benz
I kill the beats ain't no pressure
I got some skeletons under my dresser
And then my bitch a stallion no Sylvester
Whenever she pull up on me I undress her
Crop of the cream(Cream)
Knew I would get it I burst onto the scene(Scene)
Pay me respect when you talking to me(Me)
Cause I ain't shit all I had was a dream(Me)
Ah haa
Ah haa
Ah haa
Ah haa

Written by:
David Mhondiwa

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