Pressure (feat. Teeezy)

Bitch I'm TG if you didn't know

Came a long way from selling grams in front of the liquor store

I stay on my pivot, mmm-hmm, like a billy goat

I'm the **** now, so you can miss me with that lil' bro

I stay focused, I walked alone 'round them dark corners

Whooping Deebos, and any **** think he Hulk Hogan

Soft spoken, but I'll bust a **** shit open

Nerf gun on me, I'll leave yo whole fist open

You dick smoking, you think I'm finna let you play with me

Hiding in yo bushes, late night, while you lay asleep

Get the job done, man make sure that **** stay asleep

Sounded like a thunder storm when I let that K-da speak

Think a **** lacking, yea aight, bitch it stay with me

That beam locked in, that just mean it ain't no saving him

Somеbody call the priest, it's a dead body

Still in thе streets, so I'm accustomed to this head homi

I ain't gon lie, still cried they killed my **** shotty

Fresh out the county, every day we was eating salami

Now I'm ducked off up in yo bitch, she calling me papi

Talking bout she really wanna kick it, ain't talking karate

To my enemies my body is a trophy

Yeah, I keep it on me, better watch how you approach me

I'm Day1k, I don't really do homies

Doing 90 on the freeway, just me and my 40'

Mama telling me to chill, said the streets gon' take me

Cause I'm shooting from the hip like a free throw lately

And I talk about the shit that make the streets go crazy

I was born to be a Mitch, you **** Rico babies

So why you hate me? I kept it real from the start

And I always had a bite that can match my bark

So why you hate me? I kept it real from the start

And I always had hands that can match my heart

See I'm in it for the power, but I started like 50

With a 5th of Hennessy, screaming "Long live Britney"

We be thuggin' in the section, you can't come to my city

We buying hoodies for the summer, 'cause the streets get chilly

I got BG's that push mode, and freeway Rickey

If you see me then shoot first, you bet' not miss me

I don't rap beef, I pack heat, so please don't diss me

I'm accurate from that backseat, you will get Ricky'd, ****

Bust on me, then he bet' not miss me

Oh, Stephen Curry hold 30, but my shit hold 50

Do yo homework 'bout me, bitch, I will get jiggy

Our names really ringing bells to every ear in the city

All you hear is TG this, and Teeezy that

Fuck the fame me and cuz, shit, we'd still be strapped

Monkey nuts on this choppa, street sweep a **** whole block

Ripping through a vest, but I been working on my dome shots

Real Atlantic driver, we ain't functioning with no opps

Full metal jackets lift his face like a Botox

I'm so hot, taking nothing lesser than a throat shot

That 40 like a surgeon, giving Mike Jackson nose jobs

Bitch we get it cracking, we ain't stopping till the show stop

The South got next, bring the whole hood to yo spot

This the wild wild, but we ain't on no West shit

South Atlantic drive, when we slide we let that TEC spit

Riding in a whip, 5 thick like Damascus

Fuck the other side, them enemies, we disrespect them

You better have it on you if you turning through the section

'Cause I don't trust shit, but my mama and my weapon

It's Teeezy and TG

I got nightmares with me, lil' bitch

I said it's Teeezy and TG

I got nightmares with me, lil' bitch, huh