Letra

You can take the pressure I don't need Nothing around me yah You could break the bezel Give a fuck Bout all the shit you got You could taste the devil Can't you see That he's surrounding yah Twist it, bang it Turn it, dodge it Seek but it's not found in god You can take the pressure I don't need Nothing around me yah You could break the bezel Give a fuck Bout all the shit you got You could taste the devil Can't you see That he's surrounding yah Twist it, bang it Turn it, dodge it Seek but it's not found in god You can't say What's wrong with that I can't control the fact That I've been Chasing all the cash I'll keep my poker hand Tryna to take in All the bags Don't act astounded Real talk when I say I'm grounded You cannot flop When you haven't Found it, uh Do it till the Red thing stops Stick me in The same old box Tryna tell me Things I'm not Tryna keep The thang on lock Kinda devastating I'm hot Run up till The kids on top Riding down The same old block, ahh Push it till The steam won't clock Mastered this shit I'm golden You can kick rocks Till the days unfolding I cannot stop Till the bank so swollen To the tippy-top Of the place I'm holding Running from my ops I'm just hoping they're not Holding glocks Put my fucking hand On the stove it's hot Do my little dance On the flow it pops Devil in the man Make him cold as rocks Mastered this shit I'm golden You can kick rocks Till the days unfolding I cannot stop Till the bank so swollen To the tippy-top Of the place I'm holding Running from my ops I'm just hoping they're not Holding glocks Put my fucking hand On the stove it's hot Do my little dance On the flow it pops Devil in the man Make him cold as rocks You can take the pressure I don't need Nothing around me yah You could break the bezel Give a fuck Bout all the shit you got You could taste the devil Can't you see That he's surrounding yah Twist it, bang it Turn it, dodge it Seek but it's not found in god You can take the pressure I don't need Nothing around me yah You could break the bezel Give a fuck Bout all the shit you got You could taste the devil Can't you see That he's surrounding yah Twist it, bang it Turn it, dodge it Seek but it's not found in god You can take the pressure I don't need Nothing around me yah You could break the bezel Give a fuck Bout all the shit you got You could taste the devil Can't you see That he's surrounding yah Twist it, bang it Turn it, dodge it Seek but it's not found in god
Writer(s): Chase Charles Lemma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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