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Nas

The Pressure

 

The Pressure

(Album: King's Disease II - 2021)


The pressure weigh a ton, it's gettin too heavy
Had to inspire them again like I didn't already
Real ones still around release the confetti
God's Son across the belly

I ain't made til we all can say that we made it
Been down with the hustle so long feel like we're related
Take my word like you would from the book of Revelations
Dead presidents that shit come when you dedicated
I invest in education cause we wasn't privy
We got busy put scholarship programs throughout the city
Jefe, did it my way chairman of the committee
Rap Pack niggas like Sinatra in the 60s
Come through on some wavy shit
Valentino camouflage on some Army Navy shit
I know you can feel the pressure keep up with my cadences
QB lingo
Freestyles taping on Stretch and Bobbito
Hit threw me the beat and I had to eat it, ugh
The lies ya'll recorded in your session, delete it
Hurting niggas I think they out for the rest of the season
Tried to play it cool they don't wanna see me heated, nah

The pressure weigh a ton it's gettin too heavy
Had to inspire them again like I didn't already
Real ones still around release the confetti
God's Son across the belly
God's Son across the belly

The world on my shoulders it's getting too heavy
I been bench pressing the problems ain't even get sweaty
Cops brutalizing kids I see it too steadily
Correctional facilities never do it correctly
My main statement is this whole game is triangulated
Little versions of who? Nigga, there's no replacement
Besides my kids, boundaries are my greatest creations
I been on five full generations
It's Nas til I'm gone
Give my all, give em more
Miles on my Peloton I been working on my core
Colors of Benetton, pastel rugs on the floor
Meal prep me, Ferrari Testi
She out on the terrace, glass of Petrus with her bestie
Drunk texting
While I'm out here trying to spread the message
You searching for qualities that I'm already blessed with
R&B exes
Charms on her necklace

God's Son across the belly
God's Son across the belly
Weight of the world
Embrace the pressure

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