Close To The Edge

There's only so much pressure A man can take Before he just snaps... And perhaps I've reached that Level of pressure [Verse 1] Ever since my record was spinning Everybody calling me With a fucking opinion Tell me where was your opinion When we wasn't winning When we was losing In the bottom of the 9th inning These streets is getting crazy It's kill or be killed They said this mix tape Will never top Deal or no Deal Yea I fuck with Lil Wyte But I don't be in that man's face I spend a lot of time Building my own fucking fan base They want the old Jelly back How much can this man take Before I go postal And flip like a pancake And every verse is hard now They say that it's incredible But I'm the same me bitch Don't put me on no pedestal Smile on my face But I feel I'm going crazy I was doing better when I appeased for [?] I remember CCA I was sitting in H unit All I wanna do Is come home and make music [Chorus] I think I'm close to the edge (scratches) I think I'm close to the edge (scratches) I think I'm close to the edge (scratches) [Verse 2] A lot of people talking I hear a lot things Some people want me to sing Some people want me to scream Some people say They want to bring the street shit back Ain't no glory in the fact That I keep this trap Yea I piece that back Got caught then tell shit You better believe that I been in the cell bitch Yea I go and grab my pistol Before I put my pants on And I promise one thing I never make a dance song See I don't the Dougie And I crack the Soulja Boy I'm the captain of the ship That's going overboard Radio won't play it Cause I'm cussing too much Well shit damn cunt slut Bitch fuck (Chorus) [Verse 3] Yea - they say I'm barely nice right Right? Shout out to Sonny Paradise Sike Now they wanna call Cause I run the county Back then I swear They ain't give a fuck about me Tell me calm down Man it's just entertainment I'm just sayin That I ain't even wanna be famous I did this for work I did this for Strug Yet I did this cause I kind of still own the plug Wish I could work it off Then go back to serving I would never rap again Man fuck these verses They tell me calm down Cause they know that I'm spiritual I'm spiritual So every single night I pray for miracles These rappers aren't lyrical They just throw subliminals They ain't been to jail before They are not criminals My position's biblical Sick of all this ridicule Their buzzes are miniscule They just the interviews (Chorus)