Pain & Pressure

Im smoking on pain Im smoking on pressure

The gas in my brain im feeling real messed up

Ill show you some shit like im a professor

Now i got the za its cost a lil extra

Im stacking the chips n im chasing the cheddar

I will not appear if its not my pleasure

These bitches aint shit and you niggas no better

Whatever she said that shit is whatever

Got a new plug and da nigga named hector

Told the nigga bring a couple grams to my sector

I could roll the weed smoke the gas til my head hurt

Bitch im not a freshman im a motherfucking expert

Niggas aint ready for a onslaught

Think I might go and pawn a motherfucking pawn shop

Uh

I know u aint ready for a bomb drop

Bitch i ran away and came to back my mom's spot

Uh

I got the water its sacred

Niggas be filled real hatred

Why would you stay on slave ship

I guess that you loved that slave shit

Broke niggas love it when they dont make sense

Only rolling with my dogs we gon hop that fence

When this shit real gets real my niggas get intense

Imma go and turn a beater to mother fucking benz

BACK TO THE BASICS

SIT IN YO PLACE AND MIND YO LOCATION

I KNOW THEY HATIN SEE WHAT WE WANT

N THEN WE GON TAKE IT

MY DIAMONDS BLUE N YO DIAMONDS HAZY

PORTUGUESE MAMI BUILT LIKE MY VACATION

ALL IT TOOK WAS A LITTLE BIT OF PATIENCE

NEVER HOLD BACK OR U NEVER GON MAKE IT

DO THIS SHIT FOR FUN I DONT NEED NO TRAINER

ICE SO HEAVY IMMA NEED MY RETAINER

SHE HIT ME OH LIKE HEY STRANGER

SMOKED THAT PAIN SO NOW IM PAINLESS

STACKED MY SHIT TO THE TOP OF ROOF

I'm in my bag

My shorty bad

She roll up the gas

When she see that I'm workin

From dm's to meetin in person

Late Night trappa

I Fuck ha to sleep in morning

I leave ha some money

My whip is Imported