[Lyric] Pressure (JJH)

[Chorus: JJH]
I drop a stack in the store
And these niggas be hating
Don’t make me just run it back
I got a bag on my own
Why these niggas be bitching
Bout blowing 100 racks
Nigga you know I’m finessing
Don’t worry bout nothing
Just know imma make it back
Started a label with nothing but talent
I know you ain’t ready for all of that
I drop a stack in the store
And these niggas be hating
Don’t make me just run it back
I got a bag on my own
Why these niggas be bitching
Bout blowing 100 racks
Nigga you know I’m finessing
Don’t worry bout nothing
Just know imma make it back
Started a label with nothing but talent
I know you ain’t ready for all of that
I keep that pressure on em
Got this nigga mad
His chick gave me neck)
I’m disrespectful homie
But don’t get it twisted
Cause I never lack
Please do not run up on me
A snap of a finger
And I’ll get you whacked
We do not talk about it
I’m chillin with demons
We all in the back
[Verse 1: JJH]
See you not a killa
I been with gorillas
That’s ready for static
As soon as we pull up
These niggas be talking
But not getting money
And calling me bummy?
You gotta be stupid
I get to the bag
Cause I really do this
You gotta be hungry
And partially ruthless
If you really with it
Then get with the movement
Cause nigga we got it
And never gone lose it

[Chorus: JJH]
I drop a stack in the store
And these niggas be hating
Don’t make me just run it back
I got a bag on my own
Why these niggas be bitching
Bout blowing 100 racks
Nigga you know I’m finessing
Don’t worry bout nothing
Just know imma make it back
Started a label with nothing but talent
I know you ain’t ready for all of that
I keep that pressure on em
Got this nigga mad
His chick give me neck
I’m disrespectful homie
But Don’t get it twisted
Cause I never lack
Please do not run up on me
A snap of a finger
And I’ll get you whacked
We do not talk about it
Chillin with demons
We all in the back
[Verse 2: JJH]
Got so many blessings
But you not getting the message
Baby this shit gone get messy
I’m not with the textin
I be to busy for textin
Know you be feening for seconds
But I gotta get it
Lately I been on a mission
Lately I been moving different
Cause I got the vision
All of my brothers is with it
Race to the bag
And we winning
I’m Not in my feeling
I be too busy to feel it
If you was up you would feel me
But they moving silly
Too many clowns in my city
Really nobody fuck with me
I’m young and I’m drippy
Even your lady fuck with me
Nigga I’m up and Im living
Y’all niggas be tripping
Falling in love with the pussy
While she be loving me nigga
[Chorus: JJH]
I drop a stack in the store
And these niggas be hating
Don’t make me just run it back
I got a bag on my own
While these niggas bitching
Bout blowing 100 racks
Nigga you know I’m finessing
Don’t worry bout nothing
Just know imma make it back
Started a label with nothing but talent
I know you ain’t ready for all of that