[Verse 1: Durkio Blaze]
They see the wins, but never see the bleeding
I was broke in the cold, heart steady freezing
Momma cryin’, rent late, I was barely eatin’
Now the chain heavy, but my past still creepin’
Ten toes down when the storm got loud
I ain't fold when the fake ones dipped out
Taught myself how to flip that drought
Turned pain into gold, that's word of mouth
I ain't soft, this armor got dents
From warzones, not Twitter events
I done seen pressure crush kings in the trenches
Learned to smile while stackin' up vengеance
Never needеd fake love or a fake crew
Kept it real, even when I had nothin’ to prove
Pressure ain't cute — it's raw and tough
But it made me me, and that’s enough

[Pre-Chorus: Durkio Blaze]
They don’t know what I had to face
All the losses that I had to chase
Scars all over, can’t erase
But I walk like I own this space
No shame in how I came
Pressure made a legend out the pain
[Chorus: Durkio Blaze]
Pressure ain’t pretty, but it made me strong
Had to fight through nights that felt too long
They see the wins, not the wars I fought
They want the shine, but don’t know the cost
Pressure ain’t pretty, it’s pain in disguise
Tears in my past, now there’s fire in my eyes
We rise from the mud, we built from the struggle
Now we flex, never fold, never buckle

[Verse 2 – Lola Brooke]
I’m a bad bitch with a chip on my shoulder
Pressure hit, now my wrist look colder
Talk slick, I might flip, bend it over
He love how I move — boss bitch with a motor
I done walked through hell in my red bottoms
Got scars on my back, but I still got 'em
Booty thick, mind sharp, yeah I’m all pressure
He want a taste, but can’t match the measure
Keep a Glock in the Chanel clutch
Say I’m too much — nah, they not enough
Twerk game lethal, hustle like the mob
Pressure built this — now I want the job

[Chorus: Durkio Blaze, Durkio Blaze & Lola Brooke, Lola Brooke]
Pressure ain’t pretty, but it made me strong
Had to fight through nights that felt too long
They see the wins, not the wars I fought
They want the shine, but don’t know the cost
Pressure ain’t pretty, but I’m still on top
Got the game locked, watch me flip the block
They want the throne, but can’t carry the weight
They love the glow, but can’t stand the hate
Pressure ain’t pretty, it’s pain in disguise
Tears in my past, now there’s fire in my eyes
We rise from the mud, we built from the struggle
Now we flex, never fold, never buckle
Pressure ain’t pretty, but I pop just the same
In this game, I’m a queen, don’t forget my name