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letra de pressure - wafflejax

[intro]
yeah
uh-uh, yeah
yeah
uh uh uh (yeah, yeah, rollin’ up, lightin’ up the pressure)
yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
yeah, uh, uh (yeah, haha)

[chorus]
rollin’ up, lightin’ up the pressure (yeah)
top of the roof, wanna get up high with ya (yeah, with ya)
but baby you can’t handle all this pressure (yeah)
but we can do this sh-t together
uh, i move in silence, f-ck money and violence (f-ck ’em)
but if it comes to that just know i make a move to stop it, stop it (stop, stop)
’cause i know you don’t want the pressure (yеah)
no no, no no, you don’t want the pressure (nah)
[verse]
tеmper-headed, always tempted, never had to second guess it (yeah)
flexin’ all your student loan money, stupid sh-t you spendin’ (hah!)
while i sit on my ass, eating cereal and pendin’
thinkin’ that this sh-t’s a dress-up, you the only one pretendin’
work my way up to lieutenant, so i can die a legend (bah!)
by my heroes, i’m impactin’ the culture, i will be mentioned (yeah)
come around for seconds, i get myself a refreshment
all this rap sh-t second nature, you so lost to find contentment (yeah, yeah)
been lost since a kid, never ever fit in
always hyper, excited, then real life kicked in
hold my breath, i count to ten when my temper’s kickin’ in
always been so insecure with all the acne on my skin (yeah)
but i embrace it, i’m about to shake sh-t (bah!)
i’ve created outlines, y’all just go and trace it (hah!)
black car, tinted, b-tch, vroom-vroom, racin’ (vroom, vroom!)
had to stop dreamin’, straighten up like my braces (yeah)
leave a message for the kids like me, i know it’s hard (know)
you don’t gotta fake your ways, you’ll see
i’ll have you start (yeah), by noticin’ no one’s gon’ give a f-ck about all the sh-t that you do (nah)
they gon’ envy who you are ’cause they could never be the truth (never, never)
got a piercing on my nose and all i heard “that sh-t so g-y”
held my head up really high ’cause i knew i could never change (nah)
this for all you motherf-ckers that been doubtin’ me, and clownin’ me (b-tch)
same bums in the crowd you see, astound with me (haha)
[chorus]
rollin’ up, lightin’ up the pressure (yeah)
top of the roof, wanna get up high with ya (yeah, with ya)
but baby you can’t handle all this pressure (yeah)
but we can do this sh-t together
uh, i move in silence, f-ck money and violence (f-ck ’em)
but if it comes to that just know i make a move to stop it, stop it (stop, stop)
’cause i know you don’t want the pressure (yeah)
no no, no no, you don’t want the pressure (nah)

- wafflejax

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