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letra de pressure - sam salomon

[verse 1]
all this tension with my temper got me tempted to remember
i took the time it takes to be a f-cking top contender
ima tell em suck my d-ck
they don’t know the half of it
all the sh-t i can’t admit
almost slipped and lost my grip
i don’t talk it, i do it
this is bigger than music
depression making me lose it
every line therapeutic yeah
and the last thing on my mind is your recognition
i’m focused helping homies with addiction
pills, prescriptions, and alcohol sippin’
the system got me f-ckin’ sick with no symptoms
they don’t play no victim
brown skin is the kick, the upper class is the snare
we trapped inside the rhythm
i got dreams of being iced out
that f-ck you money so i never got to worry if my landlord turn my lights out
cut off every person who i might doubt
this that sh-t they told me not to write bout
all the stress and pressure made me better
they told me i ain’t sh-t, i’m like yeah okay whatever
this ain’t really no vendetta
i’m crazy in my cranium
i would rather die than bite my tongue
[hook]
this is a lot of me (lot of me)
aye, this is a lot of me (lot of me)
yeah f-ck it, it gotta be
yeah f-ck it, it gotta be (yeah)
aye, this is a lot of me
yeah, this is a lot of me (facts)
yeah f-ck it, it gotta be
aye, f-ck it
f-ck it, aye

[verse 2]
this is a lot of me
all of my artistry pumping through all of my arteries
speaking so honestly
this is a part of me
i’m hurting feelings and don’t give apologies
hol’ up just ride with me
so i can finally get you to understand irony
work yo whole life just to be someones comedy
yeah, this can end violently
knowing they plot on me
yeah take ya best shot at me
even with that, you got a better chance at hitting the lottery

[verse 3]
who the f-ck is still doubting me
i can jump off a balcony
6 stories up, you would see me land on both feet undoubtedly
it’s a f-ck you mentality
that’s the way i was raised to be
hoping mama she proud of me
even with the sh-t she ain’t she (no she ain’t see)
lots of drugs, for a buzz
just to numb the pain when i was
stealing food
now go and put yourself in my shoes

- sam salomon

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