1. |
Pressure
04:51
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How you balling
But ya hand out
Like you my mans now
You the type to fold
Like hands down
When shit don't pan out
Look see them dudes
I can't stand round
I'll end up man down
Either that or in the dog house
Can't take no loss now
I said
Pressure
I've been under pressure
Want number one
Can't take no lesser
Go check the scale
These boys can't measure
I said
Pressure
It don't take much to live like this
Vitamin S
She want her fix
Stash one more check
I flood my wrist
I passed it all to P
He broke it down and we delivered
I'm busting down her hymen
Love to see her shake and quiver
My phone came rose gold
I flood my chain with sterling silver
But I'm
Up
Cutting niggas like the clippers
Keep it
Tuck
Send his ass right down the river
I keep it a
Buck
Cups up
I'm just trynna get a nut
Put my thumb all in her butt
I got
Pressure
I've been under pressure
Want number one
Can't take no lesser
Go check the scale
These boys can't measure
I said
Pressure
It don't take much to live like this
Vitamin S
She want her fix
Stash one more check
I flood my wrist
Yeah
Stash one more check
I get the car I want
So I can stunt and flaunt
I need my bag real big
I need some ass to feel
Lil mama smash the pill
Now she faded
Crashed the whip
Now she shady
I Got
Me you
And
You me
Bring a friend along
That could make three
Make that ass clear
Make it HD
Ain't no Ray Bans
This is Gucci Goggles
Love a bitch
Love to slup and swallow
Love a bitch
Heart cold real hollow
And she down the shit
She love the boat bottle
Oh my god
Fuck I'm on lately
Lust over love
Shit get real deep
I need my cup
Sip strong
Can't get enough
Na na Na na
Pressure
I've been under Pressure
Want number one
Can't take no lesser
Go check the scale
These boys can't measure
I said
Pressure
It don't take much to live like this
Vitamin S
She want her fix
Stash one more check
I flood my wrist
Nothin but bad bitches on my timeline
Fly her out to my time zone
Good mind got my mind blown
Buckle up let her ride all on me
Fall on me
On it
Baby I just want it
Bad bitch got me faulting
Late night to the morning
Baby girl I've been zoning
On the beat but flowing
Sipping on that potion
Henny all in my system
Baby girl come get him
Running with these vixens
Running up my digits
I'm
Wasting my time on these ladies
I'm
Taking my time getting faded
I
Need me a line just to make it
I
Need me a line just to make it
Cause I'm balling
Oh I'm Balling
Baby said she love me
She said she falling
Baby all on me
She steady calling
But I cant have her
No no
How you balling
But ya hand out
Like you my mans now
You the type to fold
Like hands down
When shit don't pan out
Look see them dudes
I can't stand round
I'll end up man down
Either that or in the dog house
Can't take no loss now
I'm
Trynna get up and floss now
Cause I'm the boss now
If you ain't in you get tossed out
You niggas lost out
Don't want no bap in this bitch
Want no rap in this bitch
All these niggas be fake
Don't want not cap in this bitch
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2. |
Don't Play
01:15
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Tell them please don't play with me
Off the good and the Hennessy
All cash big currency
Fucked up headspace currently
Caught a reckless
Told the lawyer go and fight it
Get to wrecking turn the mosh into a riot
I cant worry bout these bitches in the slightest
Cause they only really want you at your highest
Juiced up got me grooving again
I see you never took a loss
By how you move with a win
Charged up but you food in the end
Baby threw me to the side
But now she's choosing again
I was hit back then
But a nigga back great
Oh you praying on my end
Guess the cycle came late
Wanna whisper in the wind
Catch a twist of fate
Damn
Yea
Rap game I be toting the shit
Had to bust lil mama down
Cause she poking a bit
Made her cum so hard
Had a stroke in this bitch
And I move with the blade
Don't get poked in this bitch
We lit
All this drip on me got me sea sick
Baby trynna get a slice of the deep dish
Had to hop back in it like a remix
Had to rack in the racks till I'm back
Tell em I need some space
Better back up
Couldn't handle me alone
She call back up
So much bodies
Look like 95 back up
Bro stop it
Look we get it
But enough about the brauds
Lets talk fetti
Woah I can't talk about the money that I'm getting
That's when haters come around and get to testing
When you out here flaunting and you flexing
You must not know I keep a weapon
Drummed out and it hit with the extension
So in case anyone get to messing
Stick talk finna teach them a lesson
No please tell me
What does that do
You could end up on a shirt or a tattoo
Fuck around and have your whole life pass you
Or better yet one of them catch you
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3. |
No Hook
02:30
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When I’m in this zone
Swear I could pull me any bitch
Straight shot to the dome
She take the dick like medicine
Lil brown skin diva
I swear I love her elegance
She put the trunk up on an Nigga
Like a fucking elephant
Woah woah
Let me set the precedent
I gig right inside the room
My pocket full of presidents
They gon hate from time to time
Nothing like love in the present tense
Looked me right inside my eyes
You can tell I’m blessed and heaven sent
Let all the homies in the room
We finna bop n pop shit
Oh yea ya vibes was looking light
I’ll turn that shit to mosh pit
Hand throw some Visine in my eye
Just off the second hand
Please do not blow my fucking high
Give me a second man
I’ll get her right just off one night
I don’t need no second chance
A lil Masson gone set the mood
Just so you just how I’m feeling
I swear I been DAT nigga
Way before I touch a million
Yea her body look alright
But her mindset not appealing
I don’t wanna be no hero
All these hoes be fucking villains
I need time again
Got me caught up in this cycle
Lost my mind again
Turning loved ones into rivals
Get me right again
Been on the juice since I’m a child
Man I swear they these nigga whack
I pray ya label have a lay-off
If she really bout her bag
Send her to fuck you for a payoff
I can not get no sleep at night
Wish I could turn the fucking day off
I just might Bernie me a bag
Run up the check and then I Madoff
She want the pipe from young papi
Lately I’m not in the mood
What’s her type
Keep me some options
Sometimes you gotta pick and choose
Had me a type
Now I’m off it
Got put to different views
Living the life
Now I’m popping
Changing up everyone attitude
Chill out
I’m keeping it level
More money
More problems got several
Had me a dance with the devil
He gave me demons to keep
Imma dropped em right up in my .40
Gone take me right to my peak
Hope I don’t crash on this ride
I got some answers I seek
Woe is me
Such is life
There’s no more living polite
I don't wanna hear what they saying if all they think is they right
Can’t seem too find you a bag then try to make it my plight
Full speed I’m hitting the gas till the whole team taking flight
Got them sick got them nauseous
This flow done brought me a profit
Swear I can’t even die broke
Tuck me a bag in the coffin
Hope all my hater die slow
Watch me take these dubs from these losses
Can have no boo that's sadity
I can’t get tricked out these pennies
Dimes come a dozen it's plenty
I know they all trynna sex me
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4. |
Passat
02:54
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Told her break me off a little piece
And If she really bout it fill mouth mini me’s
I’ve been up for 4 5 days no I can’t get no sleep
Theses nigga acting like they cool
But they not kin to me
We not buddies
We not rocking
Ain’t no synergy
And I won’t step in the vibes
If there’s no energy
I know that we are not alike just off ya tendencies.
I’m seeing I’m the one she love look how she tend to me
Yea
Nowadays we see a lot of dough
But Mr. Lee done been DAT guy before the dollars though
I’m hoodie timbs flex got me a Prada hoe
Ohh she boujie and she brainy don’t see a lot of those
People want me to switch and pull latest off the lot
Most I probably do is put the tints on the Passat
I don’t need the flash cause Im good with what I got
I’d rather take the bag and put my family in a spot
I’d rather take the bread break it up so we all eat
How imma be at the table if the MAB don’t got a seat
They been send threats but we not worried in the least
I choose to move like Ace and pile it up and have a feast
Now deal you dealing a beast
No you fucking with best
Heart and mind pure cant be bothered by the stress
Use you for your greatness then they to play you off as less
I’m passing all the hate like they put it on a test
You can put it on me
Only go for what is optimal
You want the drugs you want drank swear it’s all optional
We brought the pressure in this bitch case we face obstacles
But talk is only good as talk let’s change the topic though
Oh she wild’n and oh she bang
Type to go against the grain
Rep ‘03 VA the gang
Fresh baguettes that smell insane
Catch me swerving my lane
Add the drip or kept it plain
Spilt the sauce they wanna a taste
A lot of blessing on my plate
People want me to switch and pull latest off the lot
Most I probably do is put them tints on the Passat
I don’t need the flash cause I am good with what I got
I’d rather take the bag and put the family in a spot
People want me to switch and pull latest off the lot
Most I probably do is put them tints on the Passat
I don’t need the flash cause I am good with what I got
I’d rather take the bag and put the family in a
Put my family in a
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5. |
The Wave
02:32
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Ride
Ride
Ride
Them boys gone ride the wave
Ride
Ride
Ride
Swear they gone ride the wave
Ride it the wave
Ride it the wave
Ride it
Then dem gone ride the wave
Ride it, the wave
Ride it, the wave
Ride it
Know they go ride the wave
My light shine bright I can’t throw no shade
Flexed up now all my business straight
Life done got great since ya boy got paid
Rip it up
Popped a seal now I can’t get enough
I got
Whole room full of sluts they filling they nose up with Hillary duff
I just
Need me my cup I sip on that strong when them times getting rough
And who
You see came in with us
And you gone find out you keep testing your luck
Lemme
Ease my mind away
I don’t feel like stepping outside today
She just want time to lay
I took the lil shawd to my hideaway
Flip it
I'm stacking & counting the digits
Cause I ain’t had sleep in a minute
My money stand tall on theses bitches
Cause I left the times when my was on midget
So run a young nigga his pension
And if that’s your girl why she all in my mentions
And free my big bro from detention
And when he come home have him luxury living
Bigs racks had us go on a mission
She saying tricking but baby we pimping
Ride
Ride
Ride
Them boys gone ride the wave
Ride
Ride
Ride
Swear they gone ride the wave
Ride it the wave
Ride it the wave
Ride it
Then dem gone ride the wave
Ride it, the wave
Ride it, the wave
Ride it
Know they go ride the wave
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6. |
Reloaded
03:25
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Bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
I bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
We getting cream
Getting cash
Getting paid
I seen ya bitch
I pulled ya bitch
I'm getting laid
Woah
Woah
Woah
You can check the tag
When I'm walking out the store
Pass K the gas
Give me my cup
I'm in the zone
I'm with the bros
And you know they let it go
Woah
Woah
Woah
These niggas gone hate
You can pay me for the flow
Front a rack when
I'm walking in the door
Got me a rack
Hit a lick
I need some more
I'm talking that rich shit
Pull up I next year whip
Rolling with your baby mama
But she's my bitch bitch
I ain't really rocking with the drama
You can keep that shit trick
All my niggas getting play
But I ain't with the games
Ain't fucking with a lame nigga
Hit a lick just to claim figures
My niggas bust bang triggers
Don't let me let the gang get ya
Stussy all on my t-shirt
Fuck her good of the brown liquor
Used to have to make the streets work
Big bands got me living better
Get the cash
Get the cash
Get the cash
Yea
Use a hundred dollar bill
To whip my ass yea
I ain't trynna stack up shit I blow it fast yea
I blow it fast
Hey
Bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
I bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
We getting cream
Getting cash
Getting paid
I seen ya bitch
I pulled ya bitch
I'm getting laid
Woah
Woah
Woah
You can check the tag
When I'm walking out the store
Pass K the gas
Give me my cup
I'm in the zone
I'm with the bros
And you know they let it go
Let me talk to them real nice
All my niggas sip real white
But I'm on that clean ice
Seen a little bitch on that coca
So I did a line
I can't really see my rollie
But I hope it tell the time
Take a trip
Private jets
I need cups
Yes I sip
I keep one on my hip
Let off one you gone dip
Got a little bad bitch fucking with me
She brought her friends
So my bros getting gleem
I do not do no more shit for the free
Need all my checks so you catching a fee
Like woah
Bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
I bought a big Birkin bag yesterday
We getting cream
Getting cash
Getting paid
I seen ya bitch
I pulled ya bitch
I'm getting laid
Woah
Woah
Woah
You can check the tag
When I'm walking out the store
Pass K the gas
Give me my cup
I'm in the zone
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7. |
Quell Ct. Interlude
05:16
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Walk up in the part sober
But I still feel faded
Talking to this boujie bitch
I don't care what she's saying
Nobody on my type of time
Starting to test my patience
Can't tell these faces
But they looking at me shady
Niggas looking at me crazy
Can't take that shit
Start a riot in this bitch
Got the ice got the drip
But snuck the fire in this bitch
Spark me up get me lit
That's as good as it gets
That's as good as it gets
Ain't nobody trynna deal with me
Ain't nobody trynna deal with me
With me
Yea
Yea
With me
With me
Yea
Yea
That's as good as it gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as it gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as its gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as it
Good as it
Don't got a lot of time to waste
I don't got time to kill
She sip on that Ace of Spade
When she can't find her will
I don't know her by the name
But face to face a do
She told me mask up for the fakes
Not when its me and you
When its me and you
When its me and you
And you
Yeah
Yeah
And I know that she sees me
Just letting be can be easy
We got no strifes and no worries
She call I'm there in a hurry
Hurry
That's as good as it gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as it gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as its gets
Good as it gets yea
That's as good as it
That's as good as it gets
Yeah
Yea
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8. |
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Passion
We crashing
Baby girl done caused some damage
From actin
Life come dull
When ya thoughts outlandish
I’m standing
On the edge of my mind just trynna balance
Yea
Baby watch how you move
When step in my palace
Oh Yea Yea
Lady fuck on me
I might change your status
Tragic
All the tit for the tat
And we still can’t manage
Yea
Passing my peak
Pray I stick my landing
Granted
Only thing I need
Is a broad real callous
Last bitch broke my heart
But the new bitch wanna bae me
Woulda thought you saw an S on my chest
The way these hoes keep screaming save me
Wonder which one gone ride
If my pockets wasn’t fully of gravy
Look shawd I need a yes or a no
But I really can’t move off maybe
Momma said keep it strapped
Don’t be out here shooting of safety
But I’m sprung off one tonight
Pulling risk after risk of lately
Devil in the dress
Might snatch a soul
I’ll let her take me
Yea we might fall in love
In the end girl you gone hate me
Hate me
In the end girl you gone hate me
Hate me
In the end girl you gone hate me
Hate me
In the end girl you gone hate me
Hate me
In the end girl you gone hate me
Notice I’m focused
Hoes by the dub
Man they swarm like locusts
Controlling
Love from a far
Can’t let em come closely
No No
If you not choosing me
Get passed the Brodie
Homies
Smoking on the gas
Yea they burning that stogie
Yea
Catch the second hand
While I'm sipping on the potion
Yea
Then I take a dive
And I'm sipping on her ocean
Finna catch a vibe
When her body in motion
I'm finna catch a vibe now
Do you wanna hear my lies
Or would you prefer the real thing
Do you wanna waste my time
Or would you prefer to feel things
I know in my soul I'm what you cry for
If I had less pain I'd probably cry more
New year coke in my nose
And I'm hiding in the bathroom
Trying not to drink to much
Cause my baby gone be back soon
I can see the fire in her eyes
Even if that is a bad thing
She knows both my sides
I'm not very good at acting
I've been gone for a minute
She just wanted some distance
Its back to the business
Hold on let me finish
All along I've been winning
It's just the beginning
She said don't get it twisted
It's a dream or a vison
I can't tell the difference
Way up with my niggas
Cutting blow in the kitchen
She look at me different
So tell me what the eye tell you
Cause I wouldn't trust everything that I tell you
We was planning for forever girl
But I fell through
Remember I felt you yea
I've been gone for a minute
But truly I needed the space
We got
A life long for commitment
So tell me girl what is the haste
When I'm down and out
You told me you was gone ride
But gave me lies and doubt
Could be right here by my side
But swear its all over now
But fuck it
It is what it isn't
I can not tally
Who did and who didn't
Can't give her my trust
And she look at me different
Look at me different
She look at me
She look at me different
Don't look at me
Don't look at me different
Don't look at me
She look at me different
Don't look at me
Don't look at me different
Don't look at me different
Don't look at me
She look at me different
She look at me different
Don't look at me
Don't look at me different
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9. |
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Up in the 212
With a vibe from 03
Got these bands
Got these bottle
Got these bitches on me
Showing ass like Lizzo
Tell them haters kiss a cheek
Baby pull it to the side
And let a nigga get a peak
Snag ya boo right now
And have her loving on the D
Take the coupe hit the gas
Till it hit full speed
Let them get a head start
But still end up in the lead
And I'm glued to the bottle
Till a nigga hit his peak
Loving all the blue strips
All these big benjis
Hit the plug for the work
Scar said he need Ps
Say its static on the line
How you pussy when we meet
Man the cap don't cease
Bitch I hopped out in the 212
Givenchy on my goddamn shoe
Bad bitch gonna see what it do
Stack it up
It go straight to the roof
Hopped out
In the 212
Foreign drip
Yea they know by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do
Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna see how you move
And I'm trynna see how you groove
Fucked up
Yea these niggas gone lose
Cause they do not know what to do
They do not know the real you
All these nigga know is choose
Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna see how you move
And I'm trynna see how you groove
Fucked up
Yea these niggas gone lose
Cause they do not know what to do
They do not know the real you
All these nigga know is choose
Mix it up
Whip it up
Diamonds gone drip
Oh no no
Bad bitch
Yea she gonna call up my phone
I told her I'm not tryin do you know wrong
Don't be confused
If I don't hit your phone
Don't need these bitches cause they gone do damage
Spinning the block and we make it do damage
Claim you want smoke and I know he can't manage
Call up my shooter
He fold you like sandwich
Know they all hate when I'm winning
Can't stand it
Ran of with her
I feel like a bandit
Touchdown in your city
Know when I land in
I'm trynna make a new name
Trynna brand it
Hopped out
In the 212
Foreign drip
Yea they know by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do
Hopped out
In the 212
I put on jacket & shoe
I put my joint in it too
I put Givenchy the shoe
Hopped out
In the 212
Imma skurt off with the loot
Bitch do not know what to do
She do not know what to do
Lil bitch
I'm popping like Crisco
My diamonds dancing like disco
Slide like a lick
When I'm taking your chick
You'll be wondering
Where did my miss go
Yea bitch
I hopped out
Got the top down
Getting topped off
In a drop top
Love to pop shit
Y'all some pop tarts
And I'm taking aim
Guess its target practice
I'm a big stepper
Like the moon landing
Yea my swagger right
I get easy access
Liq all on me
I won't OD
Tell a fast ting
Ride me slowly
Got a big chip
On my shouldies
On occasion
See me with the brodies
But I'm mostly moving by my dolie
Got the cane on me
Like an oldie
So hold up lil baby
Let me get a minute
We don't want no split decisions
We don't want no easy picking
We stack it till we see a million
Then stack it till we see a trillion
I'm fucking around with these vixens
I got me the coupe and I'm dipping
I slide with the coupe and I'm
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10. |
Message In The Bottle
03:07
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Seen some idols turn to ghost
I know they carry on in spirit
Why the praises always coming
At the times when you can't hear it
Just keep waiting till their gone
To try to pull my people nearest
Death could come at any moment
These the times I start to fear it
Message in the bottle
Imma pour it up and sip it
If my nigga need and I got it
Imma give it
I've been riding through the city
Searching for my place to kick it
But I ain't felt at peace
I swear my soul feeling demented
Yea my mindset really shifted
Put my faith in god
But swear at times you gotta question
How the good ones seem to be taken
Without care for what's left missing
And there's no cure to easy the pain
Unless its poison in our system
Look this shit fucking me up
Seeing trauma after trauma
Like when enough gone be enough
All these memories and these memoirs
Getting harder for me to see
Looking at people that inspire
End up dead up in the street
And if not that its from disease
Or they popping or they sipping
Just to find them some release
I done spent night up after night
Just trynna put my mind at ease
Look don't put it all on thee
Cause the pressure never cease
Cause we love you then we hate you
Guess the cycle gone repeat
Pop some X and sip your lean
Bet we fund you with the green
But you blessed
Boy what you mean
Fuck your pride and self esteem
We don't got time for all your problems
Live the life of the elite
Got Balenci Gucci feet
While the common man can't eat
See police we beg to breath
See my kin I keep the heat
I can't end up in white sheets
Gotta live this life complete
Gotta see this life complete
See this life complete
Message in the bottle
Imma pour it up and sip it
If my nigga need and I got it
Imma give it
I've been riding through the city
Searching for my place to kick it
But I ain't felt at peace
I swear my soul feeling demented
Message in the bottle
Imma pour it up and sip it
If my nigga need and I got it
Imma give it
I've been riding through the city
Searching for my place to kick it
But I ain't felt at peace
I swear my soul feeling demented
Got me messed up for forever
Couldn't care for my endeavors
Gotta play the field so clever
Fore the snakes rise up and get you
Done seen the humble turn to greed
Done see the rags flip script for riches
You finna risk it for some cheeks
But never making one your Mrs.
Okay now pull it to the side
I need a time out
I've been crossed so much
I swear I took the lines out
Love when they say a nigga crazy
Out my mind now
I swear a nigga bout to blow
I brought the mines out
I swear you make a couple dimes
It bring the dimes out
My nigga just put away his pops
Stay close to mine now
I keep my eye up on the clock
Until I'm timed out
Until they lay me in the earth
For me to dry out
Seen some idols turn to ghost
I know they carry on in spirit
Why the praises always coming
At the times when you can't hear it
Just keep waiting till their gone
To try to pull my people nearest
Death could come at any moment
These the times I start to fear it
Message in the bottle
Imma pour it up and sip it
If my nigga need and I got it
Imma give it
I've been riding through the city
Searching for my place to kick it
But I ain't felt at peace
I swear my soul feeling demented
Message in the bottle
Imma pour it up and sip it
If my nigga need and I got it
Imma give it
I've been riding through the city
Searching for my place to kick it
But I ain't felt at peace
I swear my soul feeling demented
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