Pressure Songtext
von AKA

Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure

I need a moment of clarity
I need a motive
I need a worthy opponent
No one can challenge me, dearly devoted
Weight of the world on my shoulders
I′m focused on family
They focused on selling they magazines
Stuck in a fantasy life


Talking shit till your battery dies
Oh you wanna see me crumble
Living in a concrete jungle
Take a walk in my custom kicks
Wanna touch this kid, you can call me uncle
I talk insane numbers
I like my paper large, bunch of played runners
Yeah we some shooting stars

Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure's on I keep pressing on and I′m gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure's on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I′m gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (and I'm gone, and I′m gone)

You might see the life I live and maybe think it looks nice and fresh
I mean sometimes it is
They offer me the nicer things but some people tryna fight with it
While tryna bite your shit
Fuck it I'ma fight to live, with every lyric
When I rhyme I kick
I′m killing everything around the kid
I can tell by where you're hands pointing at you already know what time it is


Marra bitch I came up
From a starving artist
From the underground I′m way up
Couple number ones on a couple charts
So I get awards
Still I got cred like PayPal
I'm reaching till I hit the ceiling 'cause I was beneath them like Lucifer′s playground
So when the fame just fade out, all the greatness remains as the same as I came out, blao

Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (and I′m gone, and I'm gone)

Pardon me I'm just doing my bid
Too legit to be losing my grip
Mamma mia I won′t let the media under our skin
Handle my biz
Plus I′m a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win uh
Fuck all these encyclopaedias
Walking 'round, telling me how I should live, shit

The bigger the belt, the larger the target
The harder they fell
I′m a product of knowledge itself
You might need a Psychologist's help
If you think I′m not at the helm
They talking about pressure but nothing's Impressive to me
I feel so underwhelmed
Took this shit to a whole other realm, well

Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure's on I keep pressing on and I′m gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (and I′m gone, and I'm gone)

Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (when the pressure′s on I keep pressing on and I'm gone)
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure (and I′m gone, and I'm gone)