I could feel the pressure all the way (All the way I feel it) The world'll never like us but it's all good (Ohh) Standing till they put us in the grave (Ah) (We ain't afraid homie) Get it, get it, got it, good (Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!) Get it, get it, got it, good (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) Get it, get it, got it, good (Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!) Get it, get it, got it, good (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) Get it, get it, got it, good S.O.: Get it, get it, got it I ain't tryna brag with what's in my wallet See that lady winking at me Tell that lady bird I ain't on it Think what you want my man, you're my team But you ain't gettin' none of my Bonet Christ rules everything around me That crème de la crème is all that I'm wantin' I'm wantin' my life to be like His Stand where the righteous picked up the pen and I'm writing Kicked off the care what appears that I'm here But appear when I once used the pair but I'm right Yeah, Yeah, light shine bright In the night with the right wear I'm thinkin' hindsight, thinkin' My Dear I'm duckin' the limelight seein' my fear I'm busy just setting the scene They chasin' the lizzy well let 'em be seen I could feel pressure but I am a messenger Tryna get people to trust in The King (My God) The One that they call Yahweh Stand firm and affirm till they call my name One thing I have blood bettin' on my days Unaware of a snake see I'm on that grace I feel the pressure huh