[Intro]
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure
[Verse 1: AKA]
I need a moment of clarity, I need a motive
I need a worthy opponent
No one can challenge me, dearly devoted
Weight of the world on my shoulders
I'm focused on family, they focused on selling their magazines
Stuck in a fantasy life
Talking shit till your battery die
Oh you wanna see me crumble?
Living in a concrete jungle
Take a walk in my custom kicks wanna touch these kids, you can call me Uncle
I talk insane numbers
I like my paper large
Bunch of Blade Runners
Yeah we some shooting stars
[Chorus: Reason]
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
I'm gone
[Verse 2: Reason]
You might see the life I live and maybe think it looks nice and fresh, I mean sometimes it is
They offer me the nicer things but some people trying to fight with it
While tryna bite your shit
Fuck it Ima fight to live with every lyric
When I rhyme I kick
I'm killing everything around the kid
I can tell by where your hands pointing at, you already know what time it is
Madda bitch, I came up
From a starving artist
From the underground now I'm way up
Couple number ones on a couple charts so I bet awards
Still I got cred like Pay Pal
I'm reaching till I hit the ceiling 'cause I was beneath them like Lucifer's playground
So when the fame just fade out
All the greatness remains just the same as I came out, blaow
[Chorus: Reason]
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
I'm gone
[Verse 3: AKA]
Pardon me I'm just doing my bid
Too legit to be losing my grip
Mama Mia I won't let the media under my skin, handle my biz
Plus I'm a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win
Fuck all these encyclopedias walking 'round telling me how I should live, shit
The bigger the belt
The larger the target, the harder they fell
I'm a product of knowledge of self
You might need a psychologist's help if you think I'm not at the helm
They talk about pressure but nothing's impressive to me
I feel so underwhelmed
Took this shit to a whole other realm, well
[Chorus: Reason]
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
I'm gone