Under Pressure (处在压力下) - Logic Work so f**king much My greatest fear is I'mma Die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah That's a milestone
People calling me Asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you Motherf**kers is the dial tone Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping That purple Kool Aid Skipping school with my homies And chiefing reefer for two days Running from the law Living how I'm living F**k 'em all Bumping Triple Six Hennessy in my cup Driving through the sticks Who the b**ch riding with me Man the devil tryna get me Motivated undereducated And hated But finally getting cake Like a happy belated B**ch I made it we on Buy it break it roll it light it Smoke it inhale it write it Record it mix it master it Press it up unveil it Feel like I've been waiting forever Forever to inherit This is war I declare it Time is money I can't spare it Futuristic so simplistic Please decipher my linguistics Slow it down Robitussin
I'm the king ain't no discussion And now we blowing up like Spontaneous human combustion My consumption is the illest Section eight I know you feel this On the come up Where they run up on you For nothing at all Brighter than eleven suns This the first Where my funds EBT that's the card I thank God I thank God But it's hard but it's hard
Work so f**king much My greatest fear is I'mma Die alone
Every diamond in my chain yeah That's a milestone People calling me Asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you Motherf**kers is the dial tone God damn god damn We at it again Me and my homies That know me blowing up Like the Taliban Yeah my stress up But I'm blessed up F**k around and get messed up When I murder the rhyme I'm living divine You know that I'm one of a kind Lemme get it right now ho Draped up and I'm dripped out
Right now ho Caked up 'til I cash out And I got em all wondering how So On the down low Haters drown slow
On the down low Haters drown slow Oh God my God We got it all right
Oh God my God We gotta get it right
These f**kers facades They just a mirage right I said these f**kers facades They just a mirage right Tell me that they love me Know damn well that They don't give a f**k I be on that finger flipping Killing sh*t up in the cut That's what's up All these b**ches out here Tryna gas it up This is everything I ever wanted I can't pass it up Life changed in a year Couldn't happen fast enough "Can I do it like you do it " That's what they be asking us White benz black card B**ch better get your plastic up Man this sh*t is hella hard But we never acting up Live it up hold on to your dream Don't ever give it up Finally had my share of success And sh*t I can't get enough
Now they know my name Through the nation Cause my single like that good sh*t Man always in rotation Now they know Logic for Logic Not through my affiliations Stacking profit on profit From this music I'm making Even Jesus had haters So when you feeling forsaken Tell 'em jealous Judas is Who this is and man That'll break 'em And B**ch I'm still the same Dash of auto tune so y'all Can feel the pain Broke as f**k Back in that basement Not a dollar to my name Chasing fame chasing glory 'Til the day we make a story Positive that life ain't mine B**ch you can take that sh*t to Maury Work so f**king much My greatest fear is I'mma Die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah That's a milestone People calling me Asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you Motherf**kers is the dial tone
Hello no one is available to Take your call
I been working hard I been searching for God
I been working hard I been searching for God Please leave a message After the tone
Little brother This is your sister You're busy I getcha But I insist you call me back Cause I miss you I wish you well Well I wish you would call
Cause lately you feel like I'm just not your sister at all all
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Little brother This is your sister You're busy I getcha But I insist you call me back Cause I miss you I wish you well Well I wish you would call
