Pressure

(Chorus)(female raspy edgy soul/southern voice)

When i die

They gonna burry me a gangsta

I got a heart of a warrior

Using pain for my pleasure

Life is pressure

But i live for it

And i ride for it

Stayin ready to die for it

But not before i ckill for it

1, to the 2, to the 3, to the 4

All my hood bitches pop your ass knees on the floor

Show this gangsta you's a nasty hore

I need more

Bitch leave your man and your drama at the door

If you prove somethin baby you can ride with me on the tour

Uh, yaya aye

Yup

45 cal and i stay with it fully loaded

Keep one in the chamber never let a bitch hold it

Yeah it stays loaded

Heart stays loaded

Rage ready to unleash im explosive

When my mind feels overloaded

Thoughts get bloated

(Chorus)(female raspy edgy soul/southern voice)

When i die

They gonna burry me a gangsta

I got a heart of a warrior

Using pain for my pleasure

Life is pressure

But i live for it

And i ride for it

Stayin ready to die for it

But not before i ckill for it

Streets never sleep, keep my mind on the grind

Hustle in my veins, I don’t ever rewind

Pockets gettin’ heavy but the trust stay light

Snakes in the grass, better watch your back at night

Roll with my dogs, yeah, the real ones I ride

Fake love get exposed, no place for disguise

City scars on my soul, but I wear ‘em with pride

Keep the strap tucked low, always ready to slide

(Chorus)(female raspy edgy soul/southern voice)

When i die

They gonna burry me a gangsta

I got a heart of a warrior

Using pain for my pleasure

Life is pressure

But i live for it

And i ride for it

Stayin ready to die for it

But not before i ckill for it