Pressure Applied

I was tryna turn a lil birdie to a flock

Better keep a gun if niggas gunnin' for your spot

Pressure applied, need mines off top, nigga

Pressure applied, I need mines off top

Had to take my time with it, tip toein' to the top

I know some niggas mad, but the hatin' won't stop shit

Pressure applied, need mines off top, nigga Pressure applied, I need mines off top

Put the work on the digital scale before you dash with it

You gotta factor in the plastic so it's accurate

And if the plug drop it off too light

We gotta get him shootin' shots at his shoes

Made him groove to the rhythm like

Know I keep a couple tools in my denim

Pick a side quick, don't be that monkey in the middle

My young shooter keep a nine and he nimble

He gon' knock a nigga noodle then be gone till November

Pockets thicker from sellin' what make him slender

Wood grain whippin, grip the wheel, get a splinter

I slay the stage, then I hop inside the sprinter

City after city, I'm sure to deliver

Ayo, this dope shit I'm droppin' is surely the purest

Authentic raw lyrics, should preach in a pulpit

But instead I did deeds of devious doings

And when my momma heard about it, it left her in ruins

Hey, what the fuck is we doin

I was tryna turn a lil birdie to a flock

Better keep a gun if niggas gunnin' for your spot

Pressure applied, need mines off top, nigga

Pressure applied, I need mines off top

Had to take my time with it, tip toein' to the top

I know some niggas mad, but the hatin' won't stop shit

Pressure applied, need mines off top, nigga Pressure applied, I need mines off top

I had to tell mama chill

I'm a gangster, baby And if niggas talk slick, I'm a slide for safety

I use to traffic white girl I can drive Miss Daisy

Couple OZs you know Beanz, he not playin

Late nights talkin' to God, remained patient

Had to build a strong foundation like brick mason's

Many probably want me to fail, but they don't say shit