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pressure - y2 lyrics

i let the diamonds do it i ain’t got to throw it in yo face n*gga
dodging cases now it’s bottles by the cases n*gga
cut the check or someone goin under laser n*gga
when you got it you don’t ball in moderation n*gga
gotta thotty carry beans like she jamaican n*gga
f*ck a stylist imma walking fashion statement n*gga
yo copilot going silent all that hating n*gga
seven sixes wasn’t drafted but i’m major n*gga
ain’t no nba but imma keep it playa n*gga
keep a vest on top yo chest or just don’t say it n*gga
put five k on top yo headband ain’t no sweat n*gga
gucci loafers stunt on n*ggas with this bread n*gga
i was hot as h*ll the last time that i checked n*gga
f*ck one house i’m tryna buy up yo whole set n*gga
i woke up to racks you n*ggas ovеr slept n*gga
gave you game you ain’t do sh*t that’s disrеspect n*gga

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really ain’t nothin to it
n*ggas already do it
i be just running through it
that sh*t is understood
i just put n*ggas on game
ice and it’s all in veins
i deal with all of the pain

i stick to code and ain’t gon lie
really outlaws n*ggas know we on the rise
pressure not the question n*gga story of my life
i say all my prayers with this forty on my side
don’t know how it end but n*gga gon enjoy the ride
run the money up hope that i don’t run out of time
won’t say you my dawg cuz loyal only a disguise
love ain’t too important but it’s always worth a try
that’s why imma ride til i die

diamond in the rough we got it out the mud n*gga
pressure made a n*gga just wanna come up like a drug dealer
b*tch know i’m connected out here flexing like the plug wit us
went from riding bus to buss down ticket i pull up wit it
got it blew that money blue face spending they say cuz cropping
when yo money up they don’t wish you death they wish you blood n*gga
they gon show they true colors before they show you love n*gga
fifty shades of gray but that’s all smoke if you run up n*gga
we ain’t outside i’m inside i’m counting it up n*gga
stretch the money first hit turf then i pull up n*gga
ain’t on tinder for that chicken you’ll get plucked n*gga
twenty pieces in that box my price went up n*gga
ain’t no squid game but this mask on top my head n*gga
red light green light pop and go then leave you wet n*gga
play no games you n*ggas just playing wit cho death n*gga
for that green i’m draymon always wit that tech n*gga

- y2 lyrics

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