Pressure Bust Pipes - Jackboy, Fredo Bang

Whatever you do, you cannot take this shit for granted

Try to run the routes, I tell it’s hard for me to manage

They say the pressure was on, well, I didn’t notice

'Cause that pressure don’t really mean shit when you out your focus

Pressure bust pipes, but not the pipes I’m toting

New extendo in this bitch, need to re so I’m loaded

All I know is grind, in the booth all day, would’ve thought this where I live

In the booth all day, that shit help me see mills

I took a chanc and rolled the dice

All thse rap niggas act so weird

I got bodies in that field, ain’t tattle-taled

She hit my line and I might slide

Yeah, she ain’t want me 'fore the deal

Now I got her in my bed witnessing my skills

Yeah, I been stacking royalties like Legos

I shape up all these killers like some Play-Doh

Stuck between the streets and this rap shit

Like two slices of bread, I’m the mayo

Know I’m smiling but I don’t play though

Whatever you do, you cannot take this shit for granted

Try to run the routes, I tell it’s hard for me to manage

They say the pressure was on, well, I didn’t notice

'Cause that pressure don’t really mean shit when you out your focus

Pressure bust pipes, but not the pipes I’m toting

New extendo in this bitch, need to re so load it

All I know is grind, in the booth all day, would’ve thought this where I live

In the booth all day, that shit help me see mills

All day off in the booth, help me make it up out the jail

I been up grinding with no sleep, feel like I don’t even got time to rest

I been struggling all my life, I done finally got me a check

Young rich nigga, I could flood my necklace with baguettes

And none of you niggas ain’t seeing me, bitch, I got the belt

Like John Cena, but I ain’t doing no fighting, this a gun inside my Bimmer

Nigga run up on me crazy, I’m Aaliyah

NFL, I’m in that field, I catch you slipping, I’m let go

You niggas ain’t got no bread, y’all need to catch up, no tomato

And that chopper rip your ass apart, suggest you stay out my way though

'Cause all a nigga know is bang, would’ve thought my first name Fredo

Whatever you do, you cannot take this shit for granted

Try to run the routes, I tell it’s hard for me to manage

They say the pressure was on, well, I didn’t notice

'Cause that pressure don’t really mean shit when you out your focus

Pressure bust pipes, but not the pipes I’m toting

New extendo in this bitch, need to re so load it

All I know is grind, in the booth all day, would’ve thought this where I live

In the booth all day, that shit help me see mills