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letra de “pressure built” - riqo savv

[intro]
(ayy, ayy, turn me the f-ck up)
pressure make diamonds, b-tch
yeah, we came from the bottom for real (for real, for real)
let’s get it

[chorus]
i been ridin’ with that glock, b-tch, i’m never gon’ slip (never)
n-ggas talk crazy, get popped in they lip (bah, bah)
i was broke as a b-tch, had to grind for this drip (grind for it)
now i’m iced the f-ck out, got my chain doin’ flips (woo)
b-tch, i been thuggin’, i ain’t never need no handout (f-ck that)
play with me, i’ll turn your block to a d-mn blackout (boom)
n-ggas sneak dissin’, talk tough, pull the bands out (pull it)
pressure built a demon, now i’m up, what you mad ‘bout? (what you mad ‘bout, b-tch?)

[verse 1]
i came from them trenches, where that money make you heartless (heartless)
all these p-ssy-ass n-ggas actin’ fake and harmless (fake)
f-ck the talkin’, b-tch, i’m active, leave a n-gga carcass (bah)
put a beam on that stick, now i’m shootin’ like a marksman (shoot)
big body benz, b-tch, i slide with the tint (slide)
cup full of mud, b-tch, i’m higher than rent (high as f-ck)
heard that n-gga talk sh-t, left blood on cement (blood)
b-tch, i been sinnin’, i ain’t never repent (never)
all this pain in my body turned rage in my chest (chest)
i don’t talk too much, i just let god test (on god)
all this weight on my name, b-tch, i carry it best (best)
you can hate all you want, i’m still up, f-ck the rest (f-ck ‘em)
[chorus]
i been ridin’ with that glock, b-tch, i’m never gon’ slip (never)
n-ggas talk crazy, get popped in they lip (bah, bah)
i was broke as a b-tch, had to grind for this drip (grind for it)
now i’m iced the f-ck out, got my chain doin’ flips (woo)
b-tch, i been thuggin’, i ain’t never need no handout (f-ck that)
play with me, i’ll turn your block to a d-mn blackout (boom)
n-ggas sneak dissin’, talk tough, pull the bands out (pull it)
pressure built a demon, now i’m up, what you mad ‘bout? (what you mad ‘bout, b-tch?)

[verse 2]
every night was a risk, had to sleep with that pole (sleep)
mama prayin’ for my life, but i’m stuck in that mode (mode)
n-ggas claim they solid, but they quick to fold (fold)
had to cut a couple snakes, can’t trust no soul (f-ck no)
pop a bottle for the days i ain’t had sh-t (yeah)
now i’m up in the club with a bad b-tch (woo)
whole team iced up, lookin’ lavish (lavish)
now the same broke hoes tryna act rich (b-tch please)
i been down bad, but the pain made a monster (monster)
now i’m flexin’ hard, turn my l’s to a sponsor (sponsor)
talk that tough sh-t, get smoked like ganja (bah, bah)
pressure built me up, i’m the real street author (savv, b-tch)

- riqo savv

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