Go 'head throw me up on headline
I'll be one tough act to follow
Oh Yeah
I don't do too well with dead time
Ain't no wait till tomorrow
No Way
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah
Okay
I'm not from the streets
But I know some street niggas tho
I have always lived a
10 minute ride from the beach
When I was making beats in high school
They knew I was a beast
I would get them off for low like
25 a piece
Life was suite
Posted in hotels I'd
Pay them twice a week
Buy some weed
Double time the fire
Also twice as cheap
Only thing difficult was
Finding a rapper nice as me
Nice as me
Go 'head throw me up on headline
I'll be one tough act to follow
Oh Yeah
I don't do too well with dead time
Ain't no wait till tomorrow
No Way
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah
I can't help but think
What a nigga been thinkin' tho?
All this pressure on me
I can't never think
But my team just so heiry
I can't help but blink
I spray Prada Luna Rossa
So I can't ever stink
Hella dank
(Ahem)
Hella bank
Huh
Always first to do some shit
Hella rank
When I leave the Chase
Tell the bank teller thank ya
Gotta keep on droppin'
To keep y'all the hella awake
Yuh
You woke?
Aight
Go 'head throw me up on headline
I'll be one tough act to follow
Oh Yeah
I don't do too well with dead time
Ain't no wait till tomorrow
No Way
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah
I
I'm startin' to feel it yeah
The pressure when you
Bout to hit the ceiling yeah