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I pray these niggas understand

How passion is contagious

To get you under my pressure

Richer

I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

To get you under my pressure

Godfather with a garden full of snakes

Call Porsche time to give away a Wraith

Bricks boy tryna turn 'em into bass

Big boy I been tryna buy the Braves

Court room soundin' like

I'm in the opera

Went and got it

Now these niggas wanna knock us

Bitches fallin' 'cause they need a couple dollars

But it ain't a problem

'cause a nigga really got it

Fat boy rich nigga with a appetite

Count money all night

Under the candlelight

Spinnin' vinyl Teddy P or is it Lionel

Not a model but I know

I been your idol

Big bank sparkin' weed without a lighter

On fire 'cause I'm just a different writer

Practicin' social distance

With all these snitch niggas

Guess he jealous

'cause I had his favorite bitch with us

Big bucks steppin' outta big trucks

Steppin' on my feet

It'll get you f***ed up

Got the squad with me

And all they did was gimme love

Foot Locker twenty deep

A nigga spend a dub

G-wagen for my bitch

That girl go live it up

Death row that's for these niggas

I'm a hit 'em up

Makaveli it's All Eyez on Me

Pinkie rings it's still M-O-B

I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

To get you under my pressure

I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

To get you under my pressure

Tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

Yeah heart just turned purple

Three-sixty up front

It all comes full circle

Class photographs Sandy had me on my Urkel

Patty Mahomes 'bout

To fall short a couple hunnid

Signed sealed delivered

I f***ed the notary public

She witnessed me sign off

On some undeniable numbers

Yeah make a set sailin'

Croatia to get a leverage

Groundskeepers cuttin' the grass

And clippin' the hedges

I took two mill' out the cage

Down in the desert

Matthew Maddocks called

In the pit boss double checkin'

The number's all good just pay me

I'm at the Rhino

Real life the whole fam' goons like Ralo

One truck in front of me

One behind me to follow

Lemme get a lemon pepper order please

You gotta have the link

Before you order these

Dockin' jet skis in the Florida Keys

We all grateful for Weezy

But no one more than me

You just found a bottle with the messages

These days fame is disconnected

From excellence

Half the time I gotta ask niggas

What they profession is

Ushered a generation in

These is where my confessions live

I did brunch with the judge

We appearin' before

Private villas only

I don't go near a resort

We want everything galore

Not just Lira Galore

For real and my city love me like

Demar DeRozan

I sent her the child support

She sent me the heart emoji

They all say they love me

But they hardly know me

Yeah dropped him off at school

Big day for my lil' man

Recess hits daddy prolly made another M

School bell rings

And I'm out there to get him again

Yeah teacher-parent meetings

Wives get googly-eyed

Regardless of

What they husbands do to provide

Askin' if I know Beyoncé

And Nicki Minaj

Of course pull up to the front

In a fleet of Suburbans

Flooded French Immersion

With the Secret Service

Shit is so obvious

It defeats the purpose

If this is your hobby

Then come and meet your maker

Champagne ring bells

In the streets of Jamaica

Started at the crib

Look how far this shit'll take ya

Ross sittin' on two hunnid thirty-five acres

And that's facts

Hamdan Mohammed like my third cousin

Mansoor Mohammed like my real brother

Dubai embrace me like a Emirati

All my Rolls-Royces got a different body

Mansory kitted out with every option

Lemme know if that's a problem

If you got a problem with me

Gotta walk around it

Used to say I had

It 'fore I got it

Now I got it all

And bein' honest

I don't really wanna talk about it

And if I didn't have it

Wouldn't wanna sulk about it

I had it so long

I don't even celebrate it

Negative thoughts don't even

Enter my inner matrix

Imagine me still rappin' 'bout

If I never made it

Damn not too many parallels

Left in our lives

I mean my crib look bigger

Through my son's eyes

And the squad look bigger

To the young guys

And my dick feel better

When you drunk right

Spend nighttime starin' at the sunrise

And my diamonds all hittin' like tie-dye

Air Canada Centre

Nigga when I die

Y'all gon' have to fly in

And do your fake cry

First couple rows

You gon' see the real guys

The ones that purchase

They vehicles 'cause the trunk size

The ones that look at other rappers like

It's lunch time

Watch on my wrist

Never showed me crunch time

'cause I ain't never let

It come to that one time

To be real man

I never did one crime

But none of my brothers

Could caption that line

At all kill me

That's talent God wasted

Instant noodles Sriracha

I still taste it

When mama was too tired to cook

And we had the basics

Instant noodles Sriracha

I still taste it

Now it's a movie

I'm back at Bellag' wasted

Niggas love tryna put my back

Where the walls facin'

Big body frames

Wasn't into car racin'

Me and Chubbs drive by

Shorty heart racin'

I always end up droppin' the top

When it starts rainin'

Livin' in the 6 eight weeks sun blazin'

After that the killies

Just go into hibernation

Damn rest in peace Dolla Bill

How I get a girl

And girls still wanna holla still

How I'm so famous

Gotta live where they hide the hills

Everybody that survive

Got survivor's guilt

My label gotta prove they love me

Gotta wire mills

My boy kitchen's done

Lookin' like a flour mill

You niggas' faces lookin' like

You drink sour milk

And your albums like

Some mothafuckin' fire drills

It's like this shit feels real

But it's never real

I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

To get you under my pressure

I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'

To get you under my pressure