WHOKILLEDXIX - H4LO (Official Audio)

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  • Опубликовано: 20 авг 2024
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    Lyrics:
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
    You get left 
    If you don’t get right get decked 
    I’m in your bag 
    Like TSA, you getting checked 
    I don’t need no crumbs 
    I need everything you have 
    I need funds inside a big ass duffel backpack 
    Playing with me is a fools game 
    We lit em up like a soufflé 
    We gonna do some shit that you can’t explain 
    But for us it was Tuesday 
    They like to pretend I’m not on 
    Who ain’t? 
    Beat up his noggin 
    Now that boy shaking 
    Inside his drawers he got dookie stains 
    Stay low 
    Or else you gonna catch a halo 
    Payload 
    I got big body bank roll 
    Am I wrong if I said I feel like a god?
    COD straps I had to equip that ACOG 
    He said I should start packing 
    I had to pack him out 
    Got that splinter cell technology I’m finna track you down 
    Racks on me racks on me 
    Pussy boy who laughing now?
    Thick smoke coming out the whip that I was gassing out
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
    I’m going faster 
    I’m with the clique like
    Dasher, Cupid, Comet, Prancer 
    Blixem tote them dicks it’s why that boy got turned into a dancer 
    I gotta magic trick I”ll turn that brick behind you to a canvas
    Vixen stash the whip way up the ally where there ain’t no cameras
    Yeah he a saint
    He an angel 
    I feel like knocking him out of his halo nigga
    War on outside
    Fuck the hiding nigga take some
    I wanna die
    Go ahead nigga run up on me and say some
    I need him alive
    If you smoke my niggas then you smoking a laced blunt
    I keep getting close to going off it
    I'm just counting down the days until I off it
    The war inside me is a constant
    The anguish is chronic
    My toxic 
    Conscious
    Kills everything when I walk in
    Turn my pain into content
    I carry the weight of my coffin
    I am exhausted
    Honest
    I needed help for the longest
    Fuck all the bitching and talking
    I'll never die if I off it
    My toxic 
    Conscious
    Kills everything when I walk in
    Turn my pain into content
    I carry the weight of my coffin
    I am exhausted
    Honest
    I needed help for the longest
    Fuck all the bitching and talking
    I'll never die if I off it
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
    Pressure
    Don't try to feel my pressure
    Don't try to hold my pressure 
    Don't try to take my pressure 
    You cannot hold this pressure
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