Under Pressure - Boosie Badazz, Calliope Bub, C-Murder

Ma nigga C, Penitentiary Chances

(Mo mo money beats, money beats)

Yeah dem nigga been under pressure

Yeah dem nigga been under pressure

Pressure like a mother fucking

Pressure like a mother fucking

Look

I’m under pressure like a movie man it’s hard

I live for today don’t give a fuck about tomorrow

The D. A want me dead just cause of what a nigga said

Got two pistols in my hand and one strapped to ma leg

My hoes they done fled, they done fled for the border

This life in a pen it gets harder and harder

Having money make it worse I got freedom on my brain

Everytime I hear the rain it increase the fucking pain

I got blood on ma hand I got thug in ma veins

So freedom or jail man badazz stay the same

But a nigga under pressure, and time keep ticking

While baby mama steady bitching with a nigga up in prison

I got anger built up in me as I’m sitting up in the slammer

Thinking bout this dirty judge and how he slammed the fucking hammer

I got beef in ma mind so I keep a sharp cutter

Cause this nigga in his cells making threats about his brother

Man a nigga under pressure

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

Look I’m under pressure my life has no meaning

And what I mean by that is that I’m trapped inside I’m phining

I’m tweaking for some freedom

My lawyer don’t believe him

This judge is so deceiving I think he hates me for no reason

I can’t believe I’m breathing I might be dead this evening

The suicidal thoughts every time I start each day that weakens

I remember the days when I was creeping

Bitch telling me bout leaving

Like she go pay this rent I pay my bills or ima stop eating

Fuck sleeping I’m too deep to let go

Mother fuckers want me so I let go

Alley weight boy hit em with a heck no

All I heard was a bop echo I was off the walls in day call

Back in time better come with an esco

It’s murder murder murder what you take a nigga vest for

My life ain’t the same as yours

I remember when I headlined tours

Now a bitch tryna say she got problems

Bitch come a little close ima solve em

Fuck you and fuck tomorrow

You know ain’t no nigga harder

No nigga better no nigga get it with a go getter

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

Know what pressure is when you on yo ass

And yo rent due and you kids an ache

It’s crunch time and the block gotta jack sumtn rather thirty eight

Get the hood hot everybody beefing

They shooting out fuck killer season

Each and everyday another homicide

Some ride or die another momma cry

My city real like Vietnam

Real war zone better stay inside

We’re both dead better fall back

Tryna play real get yo head cracked

I lost niggas to that trigger plate

Most close friends and a dead brother

When I think about him I cry I think about him I ride

In a stolen car me ducking brim

Three cutters on that’s tryna chop ma limb

Hand first like cane an menace

Riding round with a light sentence

Real pressure when you can’t sleep

Tryna stay strong but you so weak

Hard times recall desperate moves

Anybody gotta go just the blues that’s pressure

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

I’m under pressure so much pain

See ma life ain’t a mother fucking game

So much anger it’s built up in me

It’s death in jail but I prevail in the penitentiary

Lord know how it go man

So much pressure so much pain

Boosie Badazz, Murder MC in the building you heard

One shouts to the kelly young nigga

One shouts to that bottom nigga south side

Down town you know how we do nigga