Pressure lyrics

[Intro]
Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure
Motherf*ckers 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 sh*t 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]
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers 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 sh*t
f*ck 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 b*tch, 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]
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers 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
f*ck all these encyclopedias walking 'round telling me how I should live, sh*t
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 sh*t to a whole other realm, well

[Chorus: Reason]
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
(Motherf*ckers gonna drop the pressure)
When the pressure's on, I keep pressing on and I'm gone
I'm gone