Lyrics

Pressure x16

1st Verse:
Effortless / never working with a deficit
Don't meet the prerequisites
You gotta exit the premises.
Been slick, distinguished, lyrically apodictic
Success can't be measured strictly by using statistics.
Numbers don't tell the whole story, you gotta pass the eye test
Suggest you get your house in order before you choose to invite guests.
Might be hard to digest if your skills are unpolished
Cuz hard work beats talent when talent don't work the hardest.

A man's got to have a code word to Omar's soul / gotta keep the devil down in the whole

I got disdain for these shit stains / it's Papermill ain't shit changed
Score from anywhere, low post, the long ball and the midrange.
Who's stopping me? Can't call it robbery when it's fair exchange
Give and take. When it comes to Ls they both hit the same
It's insane. How's he such a heavyweight with a thin frame?
It's ingrained. What's understood don't need to be explained
Lames know the play when the real ones step into the lane
They either come out the game or want their position changed.

Chorus:
Put it together. Whatever the endeavor, dial it in, keep fighting, grinding til you get better. Tomorrow's not promised, honestly it's now or never.
Keep applying the pressure. Keep applying the pressure, yessir!

Pressure x 16

Just keep applying the pressure!

2nd Verse:
My life's a movie / this current chapter's a beauty
Veteran status that is, don't try to play me like a newbie
Locked in since a juvie / unruly with the tooly
Product of Noel and Lorraine, but the Woods produced me
Facts over feelings, have proof before you accuse me
Better do your homework before you ever try to school me
Cuties be like, "who he"? Introducing yours "True"ly
Musically Bruce Lee and all the goofys get two pieced

Presidential all the bullshit gets vetoed. It's my way, Carlito. Dinero in Casino

No plot twist will not miss hit my target regardless
No benchwarmers on the squad, whole roster full of starters
Miss me with the nonsense / I'm suspending correspondence
If you're closed minded, blinded cuz you keep your brain in bondage
Pick a side. I ain't got time to spend up on the fence.
Don't let your insecurities be triggered by my confidence
Book smart, street cred, still prefer my common sense
New Edish, I got the Ritz and opps ain't got a pot to piss

Repeat Chorus