Applying Pressure
Beezy Kravitz
GENRE
[Intro]
This watchu rappin' for?
Oh so you a rapper now? (hahaha)
Come on come on... come on yo gotta.., spit that sit
Get these niggas
[Verse]
I’m headed up to new heights
That I was destined for (Ha)
And I ain't never comin' back down
You better pray I fall (Niggas prayin' on my downfall)
These rappers cappin
They not established
They unemployed (Unemployed)
I make it happen
You think it’s magic
Sickfreed and Roy (Ha)
Bitches chasin' niggas
In hopes, that it ain’t malivore (Legacies)
I stay wit' a typical bitch, Michael Rapaport (Yeah)
Dodgin' all the bullshit
And the drama like matador (I Gots too)
In and outta court
That’s where my niggas be at (Damn)
But I’m tryna make it to a point
It’s where the ballers be at (Lebron)
Some on they third strike
But never seen a baseball yet (Outfielder)
Some on some other shit
But I can’t tell a man how to live
I’m from a city where it’s always hot (305)
And kids kill kids and when it’s summer time
You really gotta pray it don’t happen, to yo love ones
Always kiss and hug them
Cause when it’s blood in the water
Then the sharks come (Wooo)
And when it’s snakes in the grass you gotta cut them (Sss)
That’s why I keep me a 9 like 1-1 (but I ain't police)
And I put my dick inside the government system
Cause it’s fuck them
I gotta few celebrity crushes
But still ain’t fuck one (Emma Roberts)
Damn, I just don’t know when to stop
These rappers like these ball players
When they album drop, flop (Wooo)
Ha! I’m goin over the top, Like Jill
Tryna jack me and you gon leave in a box
Outro:
G3
XE
Travie
This watchu rappin' for?
Oh so you a rapper now? (hahaha)
Come on come on... come on yo gotta.., spit that sit
Get these niggas
[Verse]
I’m headed up to new heights
That I was destined for (Ha)
And I ain't never comin' back down
You better pray I fall (Niggas prayin' on my downfall)
These rappers cappin
They not established
They unemployed (Unemployed)
I make it happen
You think it’s magic
Sickfreed and Roy (Ha)
Bitches chasin' niggas
In hopes, that it ain’t malivore (Legacies)
I stay wit' a typical bitch, Michael Rapaport (Yeah)
Dodgin' all the bullshit
And the drama like matador (I Gots too)
In and outta court
That’s where my niggas be at (Damn)
But I’m tryna make it to a point
It’s where the ballers be at (Lebron)
Some on they third strike
But never seen a baseball yet (Outfielder)
Some on some other shit
But I can’t tell a man how to live
I’m from a city where it’s always hot (305)
And kids kill kids and when it’s summer time
You really gotta pray it don’t happen, to yo love ones
Always kiss and hug them
Cause when it’s blood in the water
Then the sharks come (Wooo)
And when it’s snakes in the grass you gotta cut them (Sss)
That’s why I keep me a 9 like 1-1 (but I ain't police)
And I put my dick inside the government system
Cause it’s fuck them
I gotta few celebrity crushes
But still ain’t fuck one (Emma Roberts)
Damn, I just don’t know when to stop
These rappers like these ball players
When they album drop, flop (Wooo)
Ha! I’m goin over the top, Like Jill
Tryna jack me and you gon leave in a box
Outro:
G3
XE
Travie
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