Pressure

Yeah, yeah Triple R Fuck you mean, you don't know DJ Marc B? Triple R I'm feelin' this shit Yeah, yeah, I'm feelin' pressure Like for real Triple R I'm feelin' pressure Lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, oh I'ma let ya Nigga ran off on me, know it's OV when I catch you Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can't help him Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper I feel like Kurt Angle, I can't leave without the medal I can't chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule Workin' everyday, I swear I'm on another level Triple R get hot, shit, get to close and I'ma melt ya Niggas ain't know shit, these niggas smaller than a pebble I came off fu' shit, my pockets swoller than a wrestler Told lil' bae she fuckin' with a king like she Coretta I know nigga who play with them blood like they Griselda Shawty seen my neck and lost her breath, need an inhaler I might be trippin' but I ain't slippin', I just know- I'm feelin' pressure Lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, oh I'ma let ya Nigga ran off on me, know it's OV when I catch you Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can't help him Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper I feel like Kurt Angle, I can't leave without the medal I can't chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule I ain't chasin' none of you hoes, fuck all you niggas You know how I'm comin', I'm silent like B's, I hustle like Jigga Slept in the bando with tears, roaches on the floor Buzz in the bed, swear I was thuggin', it was me and my pistol Kick me out of school I went to the hound way before the uniform change First I was robbin' Shootin' and graduatin', started robbin' dice game Pull up in a skrr-skrr, let it squirt, squirt, 21 gang, gang Whole crew rockin' Eliantte, nigga we the real chain gang Still screamin' "Gang, gang" 'Til they lock my niggas in the chain gang free Fourth quarter, three seconds left, nigga you can put it all on me How you let your problems build up Turn around and let 'em fall on me? Takin' advantage 'cause I'm good hearted and you can call on me I'm feelin' pressure lil' bitch Talkin' crazy, want a dip, oh I'ma let ya Nigga ran off on me, know it's OV when I catch you Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can't help him Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper I feel like Kurt Angle, I can't leave without the medal I can't chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule