Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad
Cause steady pressure, has got my back
Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,
Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby
She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right
The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night
Im sorry i put you under so much pressure,
Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Outta i am legend i feel the pressure
They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black
When under pressure, i never crack
"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever
Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure
Lifting the sinking pressure
God has blessed her, prada dresser
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