| I don’t feel no pressure
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| Yeah pressure bust pipes and the pole on my dresser
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| Rumors get started, you start getting blessed up
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| Breaking the work down, and smoking the extra
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| Bring 'em to school and I talk 'bout the work
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| I feel like a professor
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| Bringing to you but I don’t got no vessel
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| Dreaming of Teslas
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| We getting fed up, my niggas aggresive
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| Everyone slanging but my side the Mecca
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| I’m bringing it back if the pack look defective
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| Niggas get jacked when they lack with they necklace
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| And that’s what I question, I’m smoking the best shit
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| Still 'bout progression for me and my section
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| Where we like the church when we come for collection
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| Niggas be talking, there’s nothing to check 'em
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| But let it get reckless, those sticks get the Wesson
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| Watch who you screwing, look out for possessions
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| Cause when you maneuver, they plotting to get you
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| Niggas got Nerf guns, they big and they wet you
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| Gotta move smarter, don’t let 'em perplex you
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| Bro bought a Prezi, cash, off of the record
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| Commander-in-Chief, but ain’t no election
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| Whole lot of kief inside of my section
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| The money important, I made my selection |