No Pressure

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Blue Chucks with my Locs on Hoping that the blood homies don't take it wrong And wipe me off the face of this earth And for the record, I am not banging the turf I ain't got no record, I ain't never laid a nigga to dirt And other than a nine to five I never had no work But that don't mean shit, I could still get murked Any given Sunday, In front of a church, chuch Tabernacle, chapel, If I ain't on the block I'm somewhere behind an apple Bottom model bottle poppin' Old English like senior citizens speaking And me and legend blowing big kush In a little coupe the same size big foot's foot And now niggas looking up to me And I ain't even tall, It's hard to be. [Chorus] The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] See, The Pressure ret everywhere/er were And if it bust a pipe, it can take your life Right before your eyes, and your homie's too You had to run it cause the color of your tennis shoes And I hope you got a spare pair And a fresh pack of newports to calm your nerves Roll up the herb, that's my first name And I get high until I die, that's on my Daddy's grave You niggas wearin' a mask Trying to masquerade away from the facts, of your past In past tense I pass this like classes, I took at Curtiss Magnet I remember one time one of the homies had a black burner in a black jacket Shit, who predicted he'd get hit before twenty one Blackjack it is, trying to count your cards quicker than us I'm air tight never flinch when the [Chorus] The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on [Verse 3: Jay Rock] When the pressure was on Niggas talk loud but they break wild when the weapons are drawn I should hit ten in his dome, cause he a snitch, he don't represent this gangster shit Shit, he don't know how it feel to see your homie's cap peeled by the black steel, for real I can still see the blood spill, it's ill, it's ugly nasty Uh, still keep the can/cannon in the back seat What, puffin' the blunt, fully trucked For any nigga that wanna lay on the dust in the ford trucks Trust, I ain't with the B.S., I'm out the E.S., With a bad bitch Pro Club 1X tall, no v-neck Show me where the cheese at, I ain't talkin' Cheese-Its Use to serve rocks in the lot, Al Paci-ess Now I crush mics on the song Life's a gamble plus a nigga never fold when the [Chorus] The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on The pressure is on I said the pressure's on [Outro: Ab-Soul] Ah, yeah Roll up that OG, pop that OE Aha, know how we do my nig' TDE, top notch, Soul! No pressure Booty-bye-ba One West