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You tryna be catchy, tryna catch you one, huh Angry, emotions got the best of you, huh You talk 'bout Hell like it's Heaven, you second guessin' the reverend You let women get the best of you, huh You know that serpent be the death of you Can't keep it in your pants, gotta keep two in your hands And grab your nuts, uh Niggas, whoever slept on, aggressive tones, huh You don't mind being alone huh? She disagree so she can disappear, you'll get another one bruh They all the same it's a shame, ain't good for nothing but fun Fill up the tank with ego, and never pay at the pump Don't think you'll last forever, 'cause Devil's battery pack Is fully charged and all up in your back Dark thoughts all under your hat Somebody pray Yeah, black Bond, no job havin' A block from Hell, how niggas supposed to find Heaven? Ya daddy tried rappin', ya granddad reverend Ya scared to go to jail so you ain't thought about trappin' Lookin' at the ceilin', ways to make a killin' Peers always lookin' at a nigga like a villain Peers always lookin' at a nigga like a villain Ya wife always lookin' at a nigga like a tool And it's always cool 'cause a nigga brought a drill in Letras de cancionesA nigga brought a drill in Do we got enough in the clip? Lord willin' Do we got it rough like it's Malcolm in the Middle Finna kill a nigga like, mm Finna kill a nigga like, mm Finna kill a nigga leave a couple weepin' widows, mm Leave a couple weepin' widows, mm Good God, Mama, man, today hard Got the job then got laid off Got my check and it's way off Tell me why I even gotta pay off Yeah, borrowed clothes from my boy he done stole from the store Why? Why? He hotboxing the ride and it's smellin' like gas so they swear a nigga high (High) God, I think you did the wrong hand, I think, this is for another man Uh, send a nigga a spaceship, a job with a day shift, or we takin' a shit I should be glad that I got what I got ain't it But all these trips on the MARTA got me feelin' basic Callin' (Ring), hello worry (Ring), I'm prolly cheatin' (Ring), end of story Pressure I'm feelin', how can I love you and get it? I want extras, who's giving? I'll take mine's now I said, "Pressure I'm feelin', how can I love you and get it?" I want extras, who's giving? I'll take mine's now, ow-ow Ah Do you want to die in the field? For real You ain't workin' and you Urkel how I feel, Jahlil Always distracted by the twins like Phil and Lil' Every time they come around you gotta feel a lil' Get it together bro, you got a centerfold Love in the summer, better hoes when it's winter though Shoulda let her go a long time ago, you with her though Fucked her over a couple times, she a rider though Even though it pours when it rains bro, end of the rainbow She a prodigal, and all these hoes you know is drugs pimpin' Woah there she blows, ya nose drippin' Ya whole look is hook, you need distance Cold sweats your arms and neck itchin' Don't lose the one from blurred vision You know she is what they isn't Don't trade a dime bro, on the front lines for a side ho Don't trade a diamond for some down time with a rhinestone You thinkin' she don't know, tryna act low And you burnin' down the castle, asshole Keep runnin' through these hoes like cash bro The fast lane always fun 'til you crash though Pressure I'm feelin', how can I love you and get it? I want extras, who's giving? I'll take mine's now I said, "Pressure I'm feelin', how can I love you and get it?" I want extras, who's giving? I'll take mine's now, ow-ow Pressure I'm feelin', how can I love you and get it? I want extras, who's giving? I'll take mine's now From Letras Mania