Sometimes you gotta thank the lord Thank God for the life I'm living

Could've ended up as a statistic

But damn boy I'm on mission

Gonna

Get blammed if you move sadistic

Get sick on beats like no prescription

My team on go got tunnel vision

Things they don't know like our decisions

Like Being in stus the nights of Christmas

So I'm eating they food

And I'm cleaning the dishes

Applying that pressure till we seeing digits

Dropping and dropping till they see the vision

Bring it back to hood

And see we ain't kidding

Aunt

Viv slide to the bag we winning

Team

All know that sky's the limit

So we shatter that glass and get flipping

Piss off white folk with the fancy living

Shit

That's pressure

Them boys been waiting on the mess up

Hold on let me stop you right there sir

Young boys been trapping out Odessa

Shit

That's pressure

Them boys been waiting on the mess up

Hold on let me stop you right there sir

Young boys been trapping out Odessa

I can talk about the days when I ran with the hooligans

Pulling out gats and busting for stupid shit

Used to up it on **** and take all the jewelry

Team got together I said fuck all the foolery

Now we on tracks and we looking like future kings

Shaq on the magic we looking like Houdini

Houdini

Who they need

Who da need different

Cops on the block still bucking and blicking

The goals on my list are the buckets I listed

Traveling out but ain't moving no pivot

They don't even know what that scrimmage means

To us hood kids when we 17

Hoop or rap our biggest dreams

That's what it seems I get

You in them projects so you a menace

Ain't too good with our penmanship

Ain't good with them feds and shit

But I can show you what pressure is

Shit

That's pressure

Them boys been waiting on the mess up

Hold on let me stop you right there sir

Young guys been trapping out Odessa

Shit

That's pressure

Them boys been waiting on the mess up

Hold on let me stop you right there sir

Young boys been trapping out Odessa

I'm Still a skinny **** I don't eat enough

But give me more beats imma eat em up

Pick your favorite rapper they gonna be the lunch

There's different ways of handling the pressure

All them is waiting for the mess up

I done suffered waves of depression

Kick it with the demons they my best friends

**** wishy washy with the timing

All the pressure on me making diamonds

Fucked the tape had to restart it

Now the kid is looking like a carter

Ooh they can hear me now

**** wasn't here we was down and out

Insight the team that's not doubt,

Yea that's my team I'm dumb proud

But all of that pressure was all on my ass

Just getting the time to handle it

Just thinking

Back to the days I ran with some killers

They **** move all scandalous

**** took shots but they never hit

Remember those days as the scariest

Went from shoot up lays to busting the k's

With Dada and Darius

They gon say it's the melanin

I'm gon say it's the trap we in

If that weight was all on your back my **** how would you handle it? That's pressure