Pressure Jackboy

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Young Lan on the track)

[Chorus]
My nigga told me I'm pressure made it out where you from
Lil' nigga you something special but you gotta fall back
From doing all that extra why you dancing with the devil
Cause detective Miller still tryna arrest I don't give no fucks
I'm still clutching Berettas I'm still clutching that metal
And best believe I put it to ya temple give him headshots
Tryna bust a nigga pimple well jack it ain't all that simple
Every problem ain't solve by spinning in the rental
Rather pull up with you and rock out at the venue


[Verse 1]
See the streets done gave me jewels I done learned some shit
I couldn't be taught in school loose screw with the tool
But he make a move that boy move smooth ain't got no glove
Socks on his hand ain't tryna leave back none of them clues
Swear fore I ran up them racks robbed a nigga out his shoes
Said fore I had all them racks that lil bih gave me the boot
No she didn't want fuck with Jack now that lil bitch pick and choose
I be damned I give all my love away to a Swoop
I be damned I got all these racks my momma don't got no roof
Jacking Trapping whatever to make it happen
These niggas be getting caught lacking
Cause the judge told 'em no more packing
Shouldn't listen to your PO when you beefing with them people
Cause these niggas will zip you up just to wrap the beef up like a burrito
We da neighborhood heroes but we still be slangin' iron
Might never buy a watch cause I'm traumatized from doing time
I'm a buy one just to show them hating ass niggas I been on my grind
Bust down thotiana come spend some casual time