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alta egoh - laws of pressure lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
john dutton the way that i handle this pressure
gang only, don’t do any extras
i won’t stop ’til i’m reaching my nexus
i won’t stop ’til the crib big as texas
when it come to the game, i’m an expert
i won, i’m an og finesser
we ship niggas like 15 lester
goin’ for the right right, gettin’ trifecta
now they waitin’ for the child like the third trimester, the boy up in the lab like dexter
controllin’ the game like i’m prominent, yes, they’rе pepper, i’m managing pressurе
while i’m saving the game, i’m the rap messiahs, yeah, i’m exposin’ these liars
’cause these boys ain’t real as they claim, they just hidin’ behind masks like they michael myers
so i hate them niggas, i’m sexist
so i hate them niggas, i’m racist
did they tell y’all niggas i’m ruckus?
one eye open, don’t trust you suckers
i told rick that it’s back to the basics
back to the plot, we escapin’ the matrix
ae and i’m still reppin’ faceless
naija boy, bang gt or faces, yeah

[chorus]
they say pressure make you a diamond
from the dirt, but my neck still shinin’
i said why? all my business, i’m mindin’
came out that business, i saw how we blind ’em
fuck a wave, my niggas poseidon
typhoon every time that we rhymin’
soon as i feel like it’s perfect timin’
soon as i feel like it’s perfect timin’
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, i’m gone, i’m gone, i’m gone
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, gone, g+g+gone
i’m gone, i’m gone, i’m gone, i’m gone, i’m
[verse 2]
okay, rule number one, apply pressure
rule number two, get the job done no matter the measures
rule number three, take your niggas with you
if they say they’re not comin’, then fuck it, whatever
rule number four, all i need is myself
all i be is myself, all i see is myself
give a fuck ’bout nobody, compete with myself
i’m an african kid, so i’m takin’ the belt
rule number five, i ain’t lovin’ no bitch
i ain’t wifin’ no thot, man, that’s bad for my heath
rule number six, if the world is goliath
i’ll turn into david, i’m takin’ it down
rule number seven, i’m prayin’ to god
i get on my grind and i’m doin’ my job
doin’ my j+o+b
feastin’ on niggas like aot
heard they waitin’ on me like the ttc
but these niggas don’t want none of that thc
no, they don’t want smoke, they don’t want gas
feelin’ like dame with the way i dash
you niggas lookin’ weird, y’all pass for niggas
call me rupaul with the way i drag you niggas
don’t make me address you, nigga
’cause i’ll overdo it
i don’t need none of that makeup, i don’t need none of that fake stuff
feelin’ like, huh, i’m feelin’ like kyrie the way that i ball and i handle this pressure
feelin’ like kobe, i handle the pressure
feelin’ like bron way i handle this pressure
y’all niggas bums like cp3
you can’t handle no pressure, ain’t won nothin’ ever
y’all niggas bums like karl malone
you played against kids, you ain’t won nothin’ ever
[outro]
get on your grind, bro, for real
these the laws of pressure right here

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