Pressure

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You little fishes high off seaweed nigga? Drown your shallow ass off into the deep end nigga You ain't never been on the deep end befo' Chase you little niggas down, like some Hen and Coke I'm out in Minnesota in the Hennepin, though Chilling in the county with my Hennepin folks Playing dominoes, yeah, talking on the phone I be up out this bitch in a minute and shit Got 2 lawyers out there, killing this shit On the top bunk, staring at the ceiling and shit Thinking when I get up out here, I'm killing this shit Finna to represent against all the feminine shit Niggas dressing like chicks, eating feminine fish Trying to turn the rap game to a feminine grip Leave the feminine shit to the women my nigg Bet you femininite niggas ain't feeling this shit [Talking] The pressure nigga Ugh Its that pressure nigga Chyea Chyea [Verse 2] The rap game turned W-W-F All this fake shit, all they need is trunks and belts ??? whole stage up with a whole bunch of bullshit And do they own stunts and post it up theyself Generation lost and they crying for help The industry puppets ain't sharing the wealth Less you're doing something strange for a little piece of change Pimp C tried to give you niggas the game But you industry cats ain't stand up wit him Had him fighting by himself, just Bun B wit him Ima keep the Under Ground Kings dream alive You closet ass niggas need to come outside Young boys watching all these punks get scrilla Lil nigga lost, now they need a mentor Now he shooting videos, pointing his pistol Better teach him now, before he get lost in the system