No Pressure (feat. Jay Rock)

Spirit what's up homie

Yeah

Blue shuts with my loads on

Hoping that the blood homies don't take it wrong

And wipe me off the face of this earth

And for the record I am not banging the turf

I ain't got no record

I ain't never laid a ** to dirt

And other than a nine to five I never had no work

But I don't mean ** I can still get murked

Any given sunday in front of a church

Tabernacle chapel

If I ain't on the block I'm somewhere behind the apple

Bottom model

Bottle popping

Old english like senior citizen speaking

And me and legend blowing big kush

In a little coupe the same size

Big foot **

And now ** looking up to me and I ain't even tall

It's hard indeed

Here I got the breakers on

Uh huh

I said the break of the ** took like two years

Come back

I set the breakfast on

I make your follow up correct

I set the

Breakfast on

See the pressure rest air work

And if you bust a pipe it can take your life

Right before your own eyes and your homies too

You had to run it 'cause the color ray of tennis shoes

And ihope you got a spur per

And a fresh pack a new course to calm your nerves

Roll up the herb that's my first name

And I get high until I die

That's on my daddy grave ** wearing a mask

Tryna masquerade away from the facts

Of your past and past tense

I passed this like classes

I took a curtis magnet

I remember one time

One of the homies had a black burner

And his black jacket

** who predict he get hit before twenty one

Black jacket is

Try to count your cards quicker than us

I'm air tight never flinch when

I hear

I said to break

Your soul so low

I said to

Break your soul

Got me

Looking at me like what you gonna do so

J rock

When the pressure was on

** talk loud and they break wild

When the weapons is drunk

I should sit ten in his dawn cause he a snitch

She don't represent this gangsta

**

** he don't know how it feels to see your homie

Cat pill by the black

Still for real

I can still see the blood spill

It's ill it's ugly nasty uh

Still keep the care in the back seat

What puff in the blunt to fully talk

For any ** that wanna lay on the dust

In the four tux

Trust I ain't with the b s

I'm out the e s

With a bad b h

Pro club one x tall no v neck

Show me where the g set

I ain't talking g sets

Used to serve rocks in a lot of gs

Now across mics

When the song life's a gamble plus a ** never fold

When I fold when I fold

When I fold when I uh

Yeah

Roll up that o g pop that o e

Uh

Huh

Now we do my neck

T d e

Top notch

So

No pressure

Booty bye bye

One west