PRESSURE COOKER (feat. The Come Up)

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You know what the

Fuck it is

I took so many fuckin losses that I have to win

I was down so long that it started to look like up

Until I had the spins

These little mother fuckers got their facts amiss

And they love to try write verses like me

But they just can't hack the shit

I Imagined

Put my ten thousand hours in and I mastered this

Broken home ever since I was 16

I've been familyless

Left my moms apartment 2010

I had to pay the rent

Then never stopped looking til I got packs for less

The pills just set me back 10 years and killed so many friends

I know that shits too bad

Better hold back the tears

We knew we played with death and the reaper had our heads

So don't act like a bitch when karma catches up

Better stay solid

Admit your wrongs between you and God and don't test your luck

Slipping is something you'll never be catching us

Back in the day

We used to really not give a fuck

Now mother fucker

I don't want to stress at all

I'm still tryna see Europe for the very first time

Write a new song and go on tour

Need to get in front of a mic

When its fresh in my mind

Cus emotions aint wine more like a mold of some kind

Constantly growing and mutating

Over time too dangerous

To be held within these the developments sans embellishment

My cousin just got sat down for four

Possession of a fire arm

They caught him lacking he be sat down for more

Replay the same predicament

As a law abiding citizen

Now the endings different

Grim and all its synonyms

Save that Back and forth for Wimbledon

Fed up like Palestinians

Cus I aint have the benefit of suburban ignorance

Or is that a privilege?

Anyway

Like a fiend digging in your ashtray

Any smoke Ima finish it

Bill said give em the feels

So I give em the real

Like a projector given cinema films

I know it sounds alien if you aint been in the field

We out here

From the Valley to the Seneca Hills

Caught the motion like a pendulum swing

Leafy greens keep me healthy

All beef is lean

My name ring like a belfry

I know you heard of me

My words third degree burns

Know you felt me

Stepped in as da underdog

Somehow emerged to da people's champ

Talkin my fly shit from albums to da feature jams

Solid as concrete

Was louder than da speaker amps

Been on da road to success they barely reached da ramp

Radio was boomin

Billy known to keep da keep da waves

Shadow lounge made us

It was frequent we would heat da stage

Legends in our presence

It was destined every secret saved

Pittsburgh put us on a pedestal no need to speak da names

Go head and leak da page

But do ya homework

Then make sure that you tell em this here is grown work

It's real in da field but know ya zone first

Cuz from Da Dock to Da Yacht ima treat it like it's my own turf

Hoodfellas

But get respected like executives

Nicer than Grandma deliver like we pessimist

Hard labor still we playing like it's effortless

Check us in

Numbers on da board feel like we next to win