Testo Pressure - Saheer
Testo della canzone Pressure (Saheer), tratta dall'album Pressure
Yeah
It ain't nothin' to relate, ain't no debate
I'm a G at any rate, call me great
Cali Tree is what I breathe, elevate
I'm scaling weight, what is hate?
I'm too busy getting cake
If you ain't solid, dissipate
No returns, no rebates, all gas
No brakes, moving past you fakes
Outlasting all the hate
Outstacking what I make
I'm what happens when passion creates
Translate, all my shit handmade
All my shit rampage, 'Gram made
Keep us on track like a tramway
I'm dealin' free willen, stay driven
Fuck feelings, stay up 'cause I've been down
Now I'm standing, dunno what's in now
Hair dope but I've been 'round
Pure coke and it's inbound
Head thumpin', bass pumpin'
Round for round I stay thumpin'
You say frontin', we say perkin'
Drop it on 'em, slay somin'
Pressure
Feelin' kinda extra
Just might end up on a stretcher
You bet ya, pressure
Feelin' kinda extra
Just might end up on a stretcher
Yeah, yeah you bet ya
This like destiny, the recipe to get the best of me
No lesson needed, any beat, my words happen to me
This rest in peace, 24/7, 52 weeks
Never seen anyone who competes
Who stay comin' up through defeats
All about my love for the game and playing it for keeps
Never bother with the sheep, don't insult me talking's cheap
I stay on it, I don't sleep, I'm bionic with the reach
Check the mechanics and how I ran it past the peak
Huh, huh, livin' fast, never worry 'bout the past
I stay rollin' up the hash, lookin' greener than my cash
Grab the bag then I dash, ain't with that? Kiss my ass
Got a way and I'm a last, we ain't worried 'bout the stats
Talkin', talkin', talkin' wolves by the packs, haters lookin' like snacks
We feed off of the attacks, push it far beyond maps
To the max, on these tracks, fuck opinions check the facts
Bet we do not overlap on whacks (Fuck that)
New things been simmering, and no fake shit can intervene
I take hits to that greener green, spaceship, intersteller binks
Face it, you ain't seeing things, we own this, know these things
I'm bucking ain't no precinct, I run game off of instinct
I see no one to like, no one to fight
I'm forever as ever the hype
Stayin' I roll with the dice
And I sacrifice all of my life for the mic
You know my type, keepin' it tight
Wherever the struggle or strife
We hustle with dollar for might
Gimme the light, takin' our flight
Pressure
Feelin' kinda extra
Just might end up on a stretcher
You bet ya, pressure
Feelin' kinda extra
Just might end up on a stretcher
You bet ya
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Writer(s): Saheer Dalal
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