Pressurized Proxima (Ft. P Money)

[Intro]
I got enough of your lyrics
Boy your gimmicks your flow sound
Shorter than timid

[Verse 1]
I won the game in the barrel cause I aim to kill it
Come at you quickly live spray at the critics
Boom Bang both of you dazed in a minute coming out
In time for your lyrics dead or alive I just want to
Know I’ll be inside when you finish
You ain’t flow this ain’t no type R recording to
Specifics I ask you if you want to give it give me
The riddim I’ll rip it and tell them gal I’ll be stick it
I’ll be playing it smooth I’ll be playing it original
Pulling out on my own now they all want to kick it
Showing everybody flow now they wishing they be it
Took a nigga flow now you can tell when I rip it
Feeling like I barely shot when I rip it all talking the
Talk but not one of them live it
Flowing is raw so you can know when I draw
Feeling like a phone bill when you run up and charge
I told you I’m brit so I’ll come up with awe
Until somebody decide to come in them house
It’s Santa Claus so you not going to hear them
Come in at all come in the car we ain’t coming to park
With it all I make her coming in a car and them strong
Drink don’t come in the bar I make you go down while
I’m up in the dance she never pause in the beat she
Just loving the bars you think I’m going to pass she
Ain’t giving the chance to give it to me cause they
Never know that I’m an upper class you give it to me