Pressure Lyrics

B.O.B

Somnia

Lyrics to Pressure
You don't use uh, you don't use narcotics, do you B.o.B.?

All that smoking can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feeling godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that choking can't be safe
Suck me off of something gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smoking can't be safe
I been having visions

Yeah, the shit I be seeing be actually funny (Funny, funny)
Niggas always be deep when they ain't got your monеy
Vampires be siphoning enеrgy from ya
If you a winner they want you to fall
To steal your whole summer
Somebody gotta stay, yeah
And somebody gotta take the truth
Yeah, I hate to be blunt but I'm blunted
Your mind can get read like it's blushing
It's ironic, my trunk in the front
Guess that's why I'm always confronted with luggage, bands

All that smoking can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feeling godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that choking can't be safe
Suck me off of something gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smoking can't be safe
I been having visions

Yeah, I see through that cap like a snapback
Stay close to my .9 like a hashtag
Girl, where your ass at?
Pussy so fire it came with a CashApp
Ki-ki-ki-kicking this shit right now
Drugs, kicking in, shit, right now
She sipping this fifth right now
Might take an edible
Smoking vegetables in high decibel
They get fed up and turn federals
Enemies acting friendly
Enemies acting friendly
They pretending to be a different identity
Niggas be plottin' by any means
I swear niggas the epitome, bands

All that smoking can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feeling godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
Though sometimes I contemplate
I've been moving off of faith
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smoking can't be safe

All that smoking can't be safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Most these niggas fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake