Pressure - JJH

I drop a stack in the store

And these niggas be hating

Don’t make me just run it back

I got a bag on my own

Why these niggas be bitching

Bout blowing 100 racks

Nigga you know I’m finessing

Don’t worry bout nothing

Just know imma make it back

Started a label with nothing but talent

I know you ain’t ready for all of that

I drop a stack in the store

And these niggas be hating

Don’t make me just run it back

I got a bag on my own

Why these niggas be bitching

Bout blowing 100 racks

Nigga you know I’m finessing

Don’t worry bout nothing

Just know imma make it back

Started a label with nothing but talent

I know you ain’t ready for all of that

I keep that pressure on em

Got this nigga mad

His chick gave me neck)

I’m disrespectful homie

But don’t get it twisted

Cause I never lack

Please do not run up on me

A snap of a finger

And I’ll get you whacked

We do not talk about it

I’m chillin with demons

We all in the back

See you not a killa

I been with gorillas

That’s ready for static

As soon as we pull up

These niggas be talking

But not getting money

And calling me bummy?

You gotta be stupid

I get to the bag

Cause I really do this

You gotta be hungry

And partially ruthless

If you really with it

Then get with the movement

Cause nigga we got it

And never gone lose it

I drop a stack in the store

And these niggas be hating

Don’t make me just run it back

I got a bag on my own

Why these niggas be bitching

Bout blowing 100 racks

Nigga you know I’m finessing

Don’t worry bout nothing

Just know imma make it back

Started a label with nothing but talent

I know you ain’t ready for all of that

I keep that pressure on em

Got this nigga mad

His chick give me neck

I’m disrespectful homie

But Don’t get it twisted

Cause I never lack

Please do not run up on me

A snap of a finger

And I’ll get you whacked

We do not talk about it

Chillin with demons

We all in the back

Got so many blessings

But you not getting the message

Baby this shit gone get messy

I’m not with the textin

I be to busy for textin

Know you be feening for seconds

But I gotta get it

Lately I been on a mission

Lately I been moving different

Cause I got the vision

All of my brothers is with it

Race to the bag

And we winning

I’m Not in my feeling

I be too busy to feel it

If you was up you would feel me

But they moving silly

Too many clowns in my city

Really nobody fuck with me

I’m young and I’m drippy

Even your lady fuck with me

Nigga I’m up and Im living

Y’all niggas be tripping

Falling in love with the pussy

While she be loving me nigga

I drop a stack in the store

And these niggas be hating

Don’t make me just run it back

I got a bag on my own

While these niggas bitching

Bout blowing 100 racks

Nigga you know I’m finessing

Don’t worry bout nothing

Just know imma make it back

Started a label with nothing but talent

I know you ain’t ready for all of that