Pressure all in my loft

Steady gettin' this shit off

At first I was lost

Then I got me some crops

She give excellent top

I got shooters who watch and alerted

When they aim, it's precise and it's perfect

When I go in, she feelin' it perfect

NBA money, I need a jersey

Kickin' shit in a penthouse that's furnished

She came over, we fucked on the furniture

I woke up and I shot at a burglar

I be hangin' with felons and murderers

Keep my name out your mouth or we burnin' you

Send the addy, we pull up and servin' you

XD, the nine is a miniature

Plottin' on ****, we sinister

Just sold a bag to a minister

I wanna feel on your curvature

My lil' bitch from Decatur, she savage

But she pretty and keep a lil' ratchet

Keep a weed man, just showed me his factory

Sippin' drank, I ain't sippin' no daiquiri

All this swipin' increasin' my salary

Different cities, I took this shit national

She say, "Please come and go in my vaginal"

Fendi jogger, my outfit be casual

Gucci headband, but no, I'm not hoopin'

**** push up on us, then they stupid

They ain't hip to the dawg, well, they clueless

Bought a stick and I know I'ma use it

Me and my **** on the same page

When talkin' on the phone, we use codenames

White Benz same color cocaine

We ain't fuckin' 'round with no lames

On my left hand, four rings

All these blues, ain't no change

Even with the money, I won't change

Even with the fame, I'm humble

One way ticket into Humboldt

All these racks, need two vaults

Shout out my **** in Duval

Free all my **** behind the wall

Wish I could burn one with all of y'all

Wish y'all had no time at all

There's money out here and I'ma find it all

I'ma go fill up this Louis duffle

Four years ago, I still struggled

Now I got a sack and I'm still hustlin'

My lil' youngin gon' kill somethin'

Heard your mixtape, I ain't feel nothin'

The streets, ain't no trust for real

Need an M before I sign a deal

Seen the scale and it gave me chills

Remember just keep it real

Pressure all in my loft

Steady gettin' this shit off

At first I was lost

Then I got me some crops

She give excellent top

I got shooters who watch and alerted

When they aim, it's precise and it's perfect

When I go in, she feelin' it perfect

NBA money, I need a jersey

Kickin' shit in a penthouse that's furnished

She came over, we fucked on the furniture

I woke up and I shot at a burglar

I be hangin' with felons and murderers

Keep my name out your mouth or we burnin' you

Send the addy, we pull up and servin' you

XD, the nine is a miniature

Plottin' on ****, we sinister

Just sold a bag to a minister

I wanna feel on your curvature

My lil' bitch from Decatur, she savage

But she pretty and keep a lil' ratchet

Keep a weed man, just showed me his factory

Sippin' drank, I ain't sippin' no daiquiri