Papii Izzy - Pressure

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Appling pressure when I’m Stationary
All gas no brakes
From March all the way to February
Uh
Ima Get rich or die trying
That sound extra scary
But I gotta face my fears
Before they come and get Me
Ima fight to my last breath
That’s how my mama Raised Me
Girls the devil
It’s embedded
That’s why they acting Crazy
Too much Gatorade in they System
Not enough water
Shit its too many haters in That system
Not enough supporters
And since I don’t got no Kids
Ima do it for your daughter
And ya son out here
Yea he being a reporter
And that’s ya fault
Cause ya shouldn’t never Ever spoiled him
And it’s crazy in my city
Ain’t no law and order
Uh
And since they talking
Then let’s talk about it
Since I got my licenses
Feel like I can’t walk Without
Shit I'm still waiting on Niggas to act on what they Mouthing
And that’s why I stay off The block
Shit they be overcrowded
I don't wanna have to kill a Nigga
For over shouting
You see I do it for myself
Since niggas always Doubting
Shit Ima different kinda Beast
Man I be moving Mountains
This shit is destiny
I don’t be wishing on Fountains
And I’m steady counting
Appling pressure when I’m Stationary
Uh
All gas no brakes
Uh
From March all the way to February
Uh
Ima Get rich or die trying
That sound extra scary
Uh
But I gotta face my fears
Before they come and get Me
Ima fight to my last breath
That’s how my mama Raised Me
Girls the devil
It’s embedded
That’s why they acting Crazy
Too much Gatorade in they System
Not enough water
Shit its too many haters in That system
Not enough supporters
And that’s what separate Me from you
A heart of lion
Shit I got the heart of a zoo
And we know that you Lying
I got the tigers and bears Who you got with you
You say that you the Muscle
Lemme see what the Muscle do
Bout to have the hood on Smash
Might as well call me Freeway
I ain’t giving no more Passes
Nah ya get no more leeway
I gave niggas my last
They did the dash
Like the speedway
Keep on running out of gas
You think finessing me Easy
And I fucked up putting Myself in that situation
The amount of time I gave niggas
I could’ve had an education
I dished out love
But damn
Seem like they hating
And still to this day
I got nothing but patience
That’s not my friend
If that’s yo friend
Then I can’t fuck with you
You said that you wasn't Gonna bend
Man wassup with you
We was suppose to go
And blow this loud Together
Be up in them clouds Together
Fuck this bag up
And go be proud together
Appling pressure when I’m Stationary
Uh
All gas no brakes
Uh
From March all the way to February
Uh
Ima Get rich or die trying
That sound extra scary
Uh
But I gotta face my fears
Before they come and get Me
Ima fight to my last breath
That’s how my mama Raised Me
Girls the devil
It’s embedded
That’s why they acting Crazy
Too much Gatorade in they System
Not enough water
Shit its too many haters in That system
Not enough supporters

Written by:
Izair Tucker

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