Necessary Pressure - Childish Major

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

A 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