Styles P - The Pressure lyrics

[Hook: Rapsody] Snap back to reality The pressure [Verse 1: Rapsody] Tired, my eyes wired, wanna spin tires Escape somewhere like the Pirates, [?] moat homey boats Can get you down there in an hour, silence and bright fire Loungin' in light attire, my daddy wanna retire He's almost sixty years, he's everything I admire Thinkin' why take a shot, as I plot how I would knot it I rubber band the retirement, green like Ireland In lucky Pick 3 eyein' ‘em, escape environments And lowly tyrants, ridin' out in the silence Hearin the sirens, still feel the chills The pressure of being ill as this How the team feel about me like Collin Kaepernick Started from the bottom and graduated to leadership City hate but want me to pacify all the pessimists Ain't it crazy? Ain't it crazy how they all are now behavin's b**h, don't k** my vibe, understand all that Woody's not saying Singin' another tune Another MF Doom Wanted two face, be hopin' this tan in your moon [Bridge: Rapsody] Ayo light, take all the delight They hated before but now huh they love ya for life The pressure, I fight to stay on the path of my life to write the right So many wrongs we rollin' the dice On, make better songs they'll sing at their proms They'll share with their moms like look her era da bomb Bond with me for a minute this is life Can get the best of ya, don't let it tonight The pressure, the pressure, the pressure [Hook] [Verse 2: Rapsody] Celebrations, I'm overdosin' the vodka All the days at mi casa, workin', I had to blossom No-one now in mi cla**a, I graduated the roster From So-so's to new flows, Tony Kukcoc I block a Buck, told ‘em all to get tough, wanna be a rapper Biggie, 3K, 2Pac-a, get some hoes in your stockings Hard work, but y'all wanna flirt, success block us Gold, silver, and platinum — everybody gon' mock ‘em It's quite shockin' like thunderstorms in Nevada The way they treat you tomorrow if ever you hit rock bottom They all change another tune sang like Lady Gaga The Fame Monster [?] humongous, I'm like a kaka Seen straight through it, so never was victim to it The pressure that come along with everything that we doin' I'm tired, my eyes wired, wanna cry a bit I'm strong, it's just sometimes I need to ex-a-tit (exit) Out, fightin exorcists, demons hide ‘Cause I still abide by the angel on my ride Side with no man sell my soul for change The pressure to stay true and never fall for fame [Bridge] [Verse 3: Styles P] Dealing with the pressure, school of hard knocks new semester I told you that the Ducthie the professor Probably on the low like Soul Brotha in Mecca Work on the table with the gun on the dresser I think I lost my mind like Heath Ledger in the Dark Knight Light the Dutchie hoping that it spark right Clap and hysteria, Captain America's Shield couldn't block all this real sh** I'm tellin' ya Like a felony I bury ya n***as still hustle a plate, a roll, a carrier My pressure bust pipes homey f** it — you better think about your life homey Epic poetry ask Rapsody You want the hardest n***a better ask for me Now that's actually near factually I told 9th Wonder “I'm the tenth, get back at me” [Hook]