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young prophet - pressure lyrics

[verse 1]
said
i been on call but my mind is frizzled
i died a little & wondered where my life went civil
‘nother riddle and the plot get thick
i’m on top like the ending of a zombie fl!ck
“you watched that sh+t?”
i’m to hard to miss
on toes like it’s “stop n frisk”
it’s obvious, that they won’t get it quite like this
training heavy, more than many just to fight like this
im nice, admit
on nights like this? i drink henny
never like comparing, but feelin like b.i.g. heavy
never been apparent, but flippin the verbs deadly
wonder why you runnin me off, it don’t get me
clothes? you got plenty
you love to “fur+get” me
never thought of living this long, so verse (hard)
you was really runnin alone so dont stop
been known to punch clocks, & still dont punch in
them holes you wan dig for you & your son’s kids
and that’s forever in yo life you wanted to stump this
pump quick, gotta drive slow
eyes lower than the bas+m+nt, gotta mind those
if the time slow when im stoned then pass the rock
see i only want the label to surpass the roc
it’s a tougher shot, i hit those
notes kept close my n+gga, mementos
10+4 to the game, go gather ya kinfolk
aye
[hook]
the pressure known to make rock
same spot all ya life, get a day job
weight watch till the feds hit, the place hot
and you just tryna stay persistent like a jay shot

the pressure known to make rock
same spot all ya life, get a day job
weight watch till the feds hit, the place hot
and you just tryna stay persistent like a jay shot
don’t get ya face knocked

[verse 2]
the press, the urge, up next to serve
a venomous, lyrical time bomb, go cover up 9 moms
i do it like i’m on and it sucks to quit
and, i’m always round money like a “press n print”

said
the press, the ure
depressed? a cure
the pressure is feelin like my friend
i’m goin’ till time end
i’m on it like times 10
you wandering, my friend
(well when does the verse end?)
this the end of script
put a prize at the end like a marvel fl!ck
but you can’t seem to leave, cuz it sucked you in
i’m done wit them
go get your friends & smoke one
the vibes in here plenty, go get you a cold one aye

- young prophet lyrics

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