Ya Boy Mercy - Pain & Pressure Freestyle

All this pain n this pressure
Its a shame how it left us
I like my gas in exotic
Give a fuck about yo prices
If its good dem im shoppin
Niggas holla zaza
Knowin well dey needa stop
Corner store pre package
Tryna run it up off profit
Stop fakin yeen got it
Finnesin out ya ppl
Pray to god dey dont rob ya
Anything below top shelf on dat strain
We ain coppin
Bags 26 or better
Better send em in a rocket
& i knw da moon man
One hit you astronautn'
Make em come out dey pocket
If they aint up on dey knowledge
Monster cookies or
Real runtz...
Nigga pick ya topic
Extreme OG, one hit ul be Nodding
U knw pressure bust pipes
And my blunt still slidin
One taste of dat candy land
You rollercoaster ridin
More flavor than baskin robins
That wedding cake fire
Divorce dem 25 8ths
Had to aim a lil higher
Quality im in tune with
Really what i desire
Bambu papers, crushed fonto
Pass me a lighter
Gas bag after bag
Every week -new suprises
Jet lagg- i may crash
I cant get no higher
Fast cash,apple pay, venmo
We'll get it wired
Use to sit inside dat drop off box
No stopn ours
60-120, rup it up wit no options
Had to work out my problems
Listen im sorry mama
Ima man first, u ever hear this
It made me stronger
I took vows with her
Now im standn ya honor
Fucked all dem plans up
Left me facin my karma
For the hurt i brung in
That outlook left tarnished
Now im movin wit caution
I rlly left ya heartless
Emotionally scarred
Tryn heal, but im who caused it
Tears fill up a bucket
Fuck it, turned off da faucet
Im goin in acceptn my wins
Like all my losses
Put a stamp on FBA
Gotta kill me to get off me
You can lay my flesh down
& my spirits a still wonder
From da pain and aggression
This da sound wen im at hunger
2020 crazy to say
Its tryna take us under
Death is rising, shit divided
Worser covid numbers
Who supplying , smebdy lyin
Think they slick -yea dey tried it
I like to hustle
Put away da profit
Double up allowance
Pray da lord spare me
60 more years if he allow it
Part my enemies n competition
Ill devour
Bumpn heads wit da best of dem
Witout led showers
Black suits, red flowers
Lose it all if they allow it
To da world
Whoever killed makaii slade
YOU a coward
Throw in da flag
Dats a penalty against ours
Im a father with a daughter
Left us all feeln heartless
Aint no love in my city
They just bring city problems
"Fuck da police"
Got me holdn on my heat
Dey tryn stop our chicken, you knw Dey hate dark meat
Definition of gangsta... in yall?
Nawl, ion see
Dat foundation been planted
Imitate us want to copy
Lil youngins always down to ride
Tell em bring a car seat
Only 50% trust in dat man
Incase he off me
Media convos
Be lit extra sparky
In person its different
More plotting n less talkn
You get da point? outta ya circle you Get da target
Put a bill on his head n getem clipped Like da barber

Written by:
Tony Lassiter jr

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