Pressure Proof

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof!

Woke up in war, made truce!

Y’all break down, I break loose!

CeCe don’t fold, I break through!

 

(What?!)

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof!

(Who?!)

Queen of the grind, that’s Icy Rain, boo!

 

I been the storm, I ain’t scared of clouds

Heart got broke, now I rock it loud

Told ‘em “nah,” now I’m tellin’ “how?”

Went from nothin’ to somethin’, ain’t need no vow

 

From a 2 for 5, to a 501(c)

Y’all gossip while I was buildin’ legacy

They was sleepin’ — now I’m the dream

Y’all was schemin’ — I flipped the scene

 

Got fired, got framed, got back in gold

Tried to shut me down, I rebuilt the code

No cosigns, no deal, no loan

Just faith in my grit and a crack iPhone

 

Got plots? I plot harder

Life tried to drown me, I swim smarter

Used to cry, now I cry “checkmate!”

I’m a comeback queen with a heaven-fed plate

 

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof! (Yeah!)

Woke up in war, made truce! (Let’s go!)

Y’all break down, I break loose! (Break loose!)

CeCe don’t fold, I break through!

 

(What?!)

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof!

(Who?!)

Queen of the grind, that’s Icy Rain, boo!

 

I ain’t luck — I’m legacy!

Built my wins off jealousy!

Y’all throw shade, I plant seeds —

And came back with a forest, G!

 

Let’s shoot this one with high kicks, black leather, chrome spotlight, smoke machines —

Think Beyoncé meets Sac streets, with that CeCe strut.

Wanna stack ad-libs or drop a 3rd verse with a feature next? Let’s get it!

 

I was countin’ pennies, now they countin’ on me

I was skippin’ meals, now I’m eatin’ on beat

Did it all with a past they said would break me

Now I moonwalk through mess like MJ, B

 

I don’t fold, I pivot

I don’t pout, I pivot

Put the pressure on CeCe — I flip it, then I live it

They prayed for a loss, but I came with the pivot

Now I’m flyer than my pain and I drip with the spirit

 

Y’all threw shade, I grew vines

Turned my pain into punchlines

Turned my L’s into landmines

Now I pop up like “what’s mine?”

 

They was laughin’ at my tears, now I laugh in gold

Had to boss up when the truth got cold

See I got scars — not shame, not fear

That’s proof I walked through hell and got right here

 

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof!

Woke up in war, made truce!

Y’all break down, I break loose!

CeCe don’t fold, I break through!

(What?!)

Pressure make diamonds — I’m proof!

(Who?!)

Queen of the grind, that’s Icy Rain, boo!