[Hook]
We bring out the pressure ain’t no room for talking
It ain’t no pressure my shooter gon (?)
All my clips they be (?) like fuck a revolver
Fork and the pack out the water revolving
I had some good n***as but I lost them
I had some good bitches but I dogged them
He supposed to pull the trigger but he spared me
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him

Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Got a whole lot of pounds I’m bout to off them
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful

[Verse 1]
We was built for this we was built to win
You was built to hate
When we met he bought the bricks and he bought the pounds
But I refused to pay
Fuck all that shit Ima take her
Fuck on your bitch she can’t stay you can take her
I’m up in the kitchen I became a baker
He tried that shit once now that n***a a Basser
Streets so cold who you telling?
Watch two tone and my pockets full of lettuce
I ain’t looking through her phone I let you do all the yelling
I was bout to get the Benz but the vette way better
Real trend setter
Why you N***as mad cause I get your bitch a lot wetter?
Why you N***a’s mad cause your rent my sweater?
Ima go get the cheddar no stressing
Fly like wings no dressing
Straight pure no pressing
[Hook]
We bring all the pressure ain’t no room for talking
It ain’t no pressure my shooter gon (?)
All my clips they be (?) like fuck a revolver
Fucking the pack out the water revolver
I had some good n***as but I lost them
I had some good bitches but I dogged them
He supposed to pull the trigger but he spared me
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him

Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Got a whole lot of pounds I’m bout to off them
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful

[Verse 2]
I’m in New York we on the top of the top
Discussing the price from the birds
Told my bitch be a sport, can you go pick up my car?
When you come back ima give you the world
My only two sons ima give them the world
And I still pray that I have a lil girl
All of that fake ima give you the curve
You don’t know what it took to be rich I deserve
And no I don’t really like to waste time
I’m moving flatline
(?)
Throw a bullet to you quick like Matt Ryan
Last thing a n***a saw was the shells flying
Ima give it to them raw yeah that’s every time
I knew that n***a had to flaws yeah the six signs
I don’t ask them what it cost I get the bag and buy it
I found her dripping through her drawls you know I had to dry it
[Hook]
We bring all the pressure ain’t no room for talking
It ain’t no pressure my shooter gon (?)
All my clips they be (?) like fuck a revolver
Fucking the pack out the water revolver
I had some good n***as but I lost them
I had some good bitches but I dogged them
He supposed to pull the trigger but he spared me
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him

Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Don’t let me catch him you know ima off him
Got a whole lot of pounds I’m bout to off them
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful
I shot a lot of cops my life was awful