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Pressure Video (MV)




Performed By: YungTruth
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: Ivan Duran Casademunt, Leroy Young
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YungTruth - Pressure Lyrics




F*ck rap, really in the streets
Really did that, Charlie, and never miss a beat
Wait, I practice what I preach
Been a lot of things before, but I won't be a leech

Yeah, and you couldnt tell me what I'm finna be
Cause what I'm about to do is make history
See, I remember days, we was in the nosebleeds
Ten dollar seats, now we next to Kobe

Yeah, and I'm just tryna make it happen
Momma said, if you want it, you gotta make the effort
Yeah, and I'm like, f*ck it, I'ma make it trappin
In the kitchen Sunday mornin' like I'm makin' breakfast

Yeah, rockin' mics like Rakim but on the low i need crib next Bron Nem
And if you lookin' for the truth, nigga, I am him
Goin' hard in the paint like Shawn Kemp

Short bus with the flow, I'm special
Pull up on them niggas, that's pressure
Pull up on your chick, that's pressure
Goin' hard on these niggas, that's pressure

Chase a bag, motherf*cker, that's pressure
See a chick, I'ma give her that pressure
See the clip, I'ma give you that pressure
That's pressure, listen, that's pressure

Look, I grind hard just to shine hard
I'm strugglin' with this rent, I thank my landlord
And I thank granny for that Android
Cause when I'm behind on bills, dawg, she be payin' for it

Young black male can't keep a job
But he keep that gas on him like Steve and Bob
Shorty on me like to weave and bob
I told her whatever she do, don't skint the top

I'm tired of makin' pay arrangements
I'm tired of hangin' with n****s, they all fed cases
Built from the ground up like a damn mason
For the love of the moolah, I'm chasin' dead faces

They pull me over, I'm sober, I know them people hatin
A black man in a white dart, they think I'm Satan
Barely made it past 25
From that T.C. where them skinny n****s ride

Short bus with the flow, I'm special
Pull up on them n****s, that's pressure
Pull up on your chick, that's pressure
Goin' hard on these n****s, that's pressure

Chase a bag, motherf*cker, that's pressure
See a chick, I'ma give her that pressure
See the clip, I'ma give you that pressure
That's pressure, yeah, that's pressure

That's pressure, yeah, that's pressure
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English

F*ck rap, really in the streets
Really did that, Charlie, and never miss a beat
Wait, I practice what I preach
Been a lot of things before, but I won't be a leech

Yeah, and you couldnt tell me what I'm finna be
Cause what I'm about to do is make history
See, I remember days, we was in the nosebleeds
Ten dollar seats, now we next to Kobe

Yeah, and I'm just tryna make it happen
Momma said, if you want it, you gotta make the effort
Yeah, and I'm like, f*ck it, I'ma make it trappin
In the kitchen Sunday mornin' like I'm makin' breakfast

Yeah, rockin' mics like Rakim but on the low i need crib next Bron Nem
And if you lookin' for the truth, nigga, I am him
Goin' hard in the paint like Shawn Kemp

Short bus with the flow, I'm special
Pull up on them niggas, that's pressure
Pull up on your chick, that's pressure
Goin' hard on these niggas, that's pressure

Chase a bag, motherf*cker, that's pressure
See a chick, I'ma give her that pressure
See the clip, I'ma give you that pressure
That's pressure, listen, that's pressure

Look, I grind hard just to shine hard
I'm strugglin' with this rent, I thank my landlord
And I thank granny for that Android
Cause when I'm behind on bills, dawg, she be payin' for it

Young black male can't keep a job
But he keep that gas on him like Steve and Bob
Shorty on me like to weave and bob
I told her whatever she do, don't skint the top

I'm tired of makin' pay arrangements
I'm tired of hangin' with n****s, they all fed cases
Built from the ground up like a damn mason
For the love of the moolah, I'm chasin' dead faces

They pull me over, I'm sober, I know them people hatin
A black man in a white dart, they think I'm Satan
Barely made it past 25
From that T.C. where them skinny n****s ride

Short bus with the flow, I'm special
Pull up on them n****s, that's pressure
Pull up on your chick, that's pressure
Goin' hard on these n****s, that's pressure

Chase a bag, motherf*cker, that's pressure
See a chick, I'ma give her that pressure
See the clip, I'ma give you that pressure
That's pressure, yeah, that's pressure

That's pressure, yeah, that's pressure
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Writer: Ivan Duran Casademunt, Leroy Young
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