Testo Apply Pressure - Merkules
Testo della canzone Apply Pressure (Merkules), tratta dall'album Apply Pressure
Yeah
Stompdown Killaz, Bread Winner shit
2020 vision
(C-Lance)
There's demons inside of me testin' my patience
Remember they told me that I'd never make it
But nevertheless they gon' mention my name with the greats
Stay away from the hate, it's contagious
Ain't goin' to sleep, so I'm pourin' a liter
Got so many stripes like my clothes were Adidas
You sink, or you swim, I was thrown in the deep end
Patron in my system I don't need a reason
I'm gettin' too much money, I can't count it
I need about a hundred K a day as my allowance
VVS diamonds got my whole team shinin'
Just bought a brand new Rollie and I don't care what the time is (look)
I been through the mud, got regret on my conscience
Anxiety fucked up my head in the process
I used to starvin' down there at the bottom
But manifestation's what let me still prosper
As long as my family good then we straight
Now everyone's eatin', there's room on my plate
I don't need a vest, all they're shootin' is blanks
Shout out to Gates, we got money to make
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs, I been feelin' myself
Pull up, and I switch lanes, call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs, I been feelin' myself
Pull up, and I switch lanes, call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I'm applyin' the pressure, I'm applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, I'm applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, applyin' the pressure now
I'm into big bags, thumbin' through big cash, got ahead of myself
I done been did bad, now I don't give a bitch ass, I ain't tell on myself, hm
Everybody wanna shine on side of you
You was broke, ain't no one have time for you
Hoe that you was lovin' tryin' to mindfuck you
Vicious life of crime, can't retire from it
Russian Jewish lawyer tell the truth to me
All my other lawyers, they just lied to me
You get locked up, who gon' ride for ya?
Someone try somethin', who gon slide for ya?
You will never love me like my daughter love me
Everythin' funny, she gon' cry for me
Bread Winner, yeah, I'ma die for it
Blood on the money, doin' time for it
Penitentiary charge, stood in line for it
Wanted elevation, went and grind for it
Judged a nigga comin' from under the gutter, turned nothin' into major status
Currency counter, been clickin' my fingertips and envisionin', paper addict
All of the paths were paved, we're set
We made it out, now we're raisin' glasses
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs, I been feelin' myself
Pull up, and I switch lanes, call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs, I been feelin' myself
Pull up, and I switch lanes, call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I'm applyin' the pressure, I'm applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, I'm applyin' the pressure
I'm applyin' the pressure, applyin' the pressure now
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Gilyard, Michael James Down, Craig Lanciani, Cole Corbett Stevenson, Aaron Alexander Hiltz
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