Pressure

Lyrics

[Intro] Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure [Verse 1: AKA] I need a moment of clarity, I need a motive I need a worthy opponent No one can challenge me, dearly devoted Weight of the world on my shoulders I'm focused on family, they focused on selling their magazines Stuck in a fantasy life Talking shit till your battery die Oh you wanna see me crumble? Living in a concrete jungle Take a walk in my custom kicks wanna touch these kids, you can call me Uncle I talk insane numbers I like my paper large Bunch of Blade Runners Yeah we some shooting stars [Chorus: Reason] (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone I'm gone [Verse 2: Reason] You might see the life I live and maybe think it looks nice and fresh, I mean sometimes it is They offer me the nicer things but some people trying to fight with it While tryna bite your shit Fuck it Ima fight to live with every lyric When I rhyme I kick I'm killing everything around the kid I can tell by where your hands pointing at, you already know what time it is Madda bitch, I came up From a starving artist From the underground now I'm way up Couple number ones on a couple charts so I bet awards Still I got cred like Pay Pal I'm reaching till I hit the ceiling 'cause I was beneath them like Lucifer's playground So when the fame just fade out All the greatness remains just the same as I came out, blaow [Chorus: Reason] (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone I'm gone [Verse 3: AKA] Pardon me I'm just doing my bid Too legit to be losing my grip Mama Mia I won't let the media under my skin, handle my biz Plus I'm a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win Fuck all these encyclopedias walking 'round telling me how I should live, shit The bigger the belt The larger the target, the harder they fell I'm a product of knowledge of self You might need a psychologist's help if you think I'm not at the helm They talk about pressure but nothing's impressive to me I feel so underwhelmed Took this shit to a whole other realm, well [Chorus: Reason] (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone (Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure) When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone I'm gone