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