Pressure

What time is it? It's 2:55 am, December 9th, 2020 Worst fucking year ever I just wrote a whole bunch of shit And this is the last song on the album Pressure Were gonna Fuck it imma name this Pressure Rap like this True story I ain't gotta lie in here Every rapper that i wanted on this album Died this year Damn shame rap game a fucking mess They ain't playing fucking chess But they aiming for your chest They got AR's pistal tech You'll be naked from your neck down Laying on the table wet What now? Put them on that Tshirt Wear it for respect that metal don't deflect Better sit back and reflect Check You ain't heard from him Rather have him in person Yea it hurts when he's layin' in the hearse That bitch has only got one gear Ain't No reversing Ain't no coming back from that Don't bother searching Swerving through the lanes No i ain't perfect Middle finger in the air Bitch you deserve it Speaking of bitches They can get hard dick and Bubble gum And I'm all out of bubble gum Yeah I'm troublesome Had my trouble with the law Fist involved Florida cop shipped me off to a prison yard Shit was soft All i did was fight and flick em off Your people come to visit Gotta cough and lift your balls Spread your ass Hit you with that mag flashlight Feel the heat on your cheeks That shit make you mad right I told my people don't visit me no more Imma beat up a ceo Imma kill me a cholo Hold up lost my train of thought These rappers pussy training bra You get killed fucking with me Im 80s raw You just aids coughed Praying soft babies (?) I'm just brave heart You rob Peter to pay Paul Your girl got an only fans That shit make me hard She takes her clothes off Anytime i make a call Fake ass, fake tits, fake nails Fly her out, fuck her raw Take her boogie ass to the mall And you think you the man of the house? Nah Big old Elephant standing on your chest Put u on a stretcher That shit is pressure Can't pay your rent Bust out a kilo out on your desk Got a gun on the dresser That shit is pressure Tryin' to Say my name in vain Like that's gonna go your way I bring extra Goonies and some hand grenades Shot guns with the barrels shaved Monkeys nuts on the AK's Blow a hole right through your face That shit is pressure I just want to say Thank you to my friends Ryan Upchurch, Struggle Jennings Jelly Roll and Bravo Gator Without Those guys I would have quit rapping Now we're going to Nashville And Me and.Struggle doing legends 2