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lirik lagu pressure on – lil blade

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[verse 1]
nights, couldn’t sleep, dreamin’ hard ‘til my head hurt
scared to close my eyes, demons on my bed*skirt
tried to put my n*gga on, but he went fed* first
told that b*tch, “before we f*ck, i need the head first”
my old hoes want me back, but i’m movin’ forward
might go jump up on a flight when i get bored
could’ve helped you n*ggas ball like i’m coach carter
but yall jumpin’ for these hoes like yall jeff hardy
yeah, pull up the club, i don’t get carded
told her, “meet me at the crib, i don’t like parties”
f*ckin’ with my yellow b*tch, “you look just like cardi”
white diamonds, white gold, all*white party
remember nights i used to dream for this sh*t
now, the jeans on me, paid a g for these b*tches
anything i talk about, you gon’ see me in it
i tried to tell yall n*ggas ‘bout me, yall ain’t wanna listen

[chorus]
think i’m trippin, all these thoughts in my head
always been a hunid, doin’ everything i said
i got big homies doin’ numbers in the feds
i don’t gotta say much, they know how i’m layin’
this sh*t real, done broke a sweat, cried and bled
yeah, when that pressure on, these n*ggas scary
yeah, that b*tch can’t make me mad, i never cared
i’m well*known in my city everywhere, n*gga

[verse 2]
listen up, you might learn some’
“who is dawg? ain’t never heard of ‘em”
quan with me, might serve some’
he a hothead, might burn some’
ice for they got a storm comin’
in my blood, i’m a born hustler
i’m the boss man, no […]
my money longer than some tour buses
i ain’t got a deal, i’m independent
unless they comin’ with a couple million
marble floors all in the kitchen
she livin’ scene[?] and you unscented
dummy, you funny, still walkin’ ‘round lookin’ bummy
all my n*ggas got a big bag, bring the ice out when it’s sunny
and you know i keep a cold b*tch
all my hoes, they look like models
on the ‘gram, talkin’ big cash, in the club – don’t pop no bottles
still winnin’ after all this, h*ll no, it ain’t no stoppin’
young n*gga, i’m a real boss, treat old*n*ggas like […]
when you see me, n*gga, bow down
that lil’ boy just a loudmouth
young n*gga, but i’m big dawg
with the dog sh*t, whippin’ thou*‘s out
amiri jeans with the palm trees
these right here, these some thou*wow’s
walk in, make ‘em all scream
all the hoes love me, little bow wow

[chorus]
think i’m trippin, all these thoughts in my head
always been a hunid, doin’ everything i said
i got big homies doin’ numbers in the feds
i don’t gotta say much, they know how i’m layin’
this sh*t real, done broke a sweat, cried and bled
yeah, when that pressure on, these n*ggas scary
yeah, that b*tch can’t make me mad, i never cared
i’m well*known in my city everywhere, n*gga

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