Pain & Pressure* Fivio Foreign

[Lyrics From Snippet]

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, look, uh

[Chorus]
Paying pressure whatever, yeah
I go through a lot but I hold it together, yeah
Brand new gun go good with the sweater, yeah
They catch me lacking it's my fault, huh, [plus?] shit no better

[Verse]
Gotta move smart, I ain't making no errors
Ya'll niggas hot, [?] no better
Don't write my crib, I ain't taking no letters
Don't call my phone, you ain't bringing no bread up, look, uh
Them niggas dying fucking up my mental
I try to [?] cousin [?] had potential
Don't move hot, they put you on the menu
I had to learn shit that I had been thru
Hits and I ain't use a pencil
Nigga get dissed and I'ma have to bench you
Go do a show [?] at the venue, grrt, boom
Go do a show [?] at the venue, look, huh
Go do a show [?] at the, look
Nigga, I'm top of the line
I fall in love but she not really mine
Another hater, hop in the line
I don't pay attention to my baby momma
Look at the things I fought
Look at my wrist, and the reason I bought
Bitch got mad I ain't bring her on tour
Shit went bad when [?] force
I took an L but I need that loss
God don't point [?] cross
I see a opp, let three shots off
I see a opp, let three shots off, grrt, boom
I see a opp, let three shots off, yeah, huh
I see an opp, let three-
Yeah, look