Pressure

By Rey Morado

On Sour

Released on March 15, 2018

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[Verse 1]

Sharp pain in my mental

Could it be the backdoor, rely on my pencil

They braggin bout Backwoodz, Im feelin like simba

I be voicin; my 'pinion, niggas gettin' offended

Somebody choppin' onions, crocodilian fixtures

Brown and the white, that's a hell of a mixture

I rather mix strains to nic the strain the stress popped my brain

I'm way left wit it, ain't no write or wrong watch ya steps tho

Pain in my voice, you think I suffer from strep throat

Energy in the pen whole 'brary of Death Notes

Honestly, if I could bury it all I'da let go

Only give so much, leave it on the next note

I ain't even shocked, niggas prolly steal my next quote

Young nigga, time passin' fast, hit my gut slow

Never enough, if I was greedy as niggas I'd prolly already give up or feel defeated

I ain't perfect tho

Always fuckin' workin' but feel like I'm never workin'

With fear of the closin' curtin, it's death cause I'm not desertin'

The idea I been flirted around, like yeen heard of it now

But I keep, I keep keep holdin' it down


[Chorus]

Holdin it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

Down, down, down


[Carla.] [Verse 2]

You watch my life put in work, still toss my name in dirt

Funny the jokes on you, my girl food make you girl squirt

This tree be freeing labor, but I ain't small in my shirt

Southside don't get hurt, my verbal is herbal

My thoughts make me turtle, I'm shellin' myself for material things you splurged on

Cause I just go deeper and deeper, into the rabbit hole I can't feel her

It's eternal, its the tree that we burn ooh, Feed seeds to the furnace, Hell is here where you runnin

I just learned to keep my head in the game, I can't stress that imagination should be first on ya team

Its supreme

I ain't talkin' bout the gangs we don't see, yea my clique fulla crabs and they runnin' five deep

I ain't frontin bout a gang, but the waters on e

The ocean kids out here leading the sheep

An ocean near but the fires on, and me and Megatron will make a song superseding the Audoboun


[Chorus]

Holdin it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

I keep keep holdin' it down, holdin' it down, holdin' it down

Down, down, down

Down, down, down