Lemon Pepper Freestyle

[Intro:]
Trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure
I been trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure

[Doctur Dot:]
LOL, SMH, here we go again
If you broke, you need better friends
I'd rather offend before I pretend
These niggas be fake, I don't be convinced
Fuck a bad bitch, she was built like she came in a kit
Come to think, the parts probably did
Wanna know where I been, with the mollies and shit, Brittany Howard and shit
Then I'm back on Old Nat, niggas hop in the mentions
All this back and forth action, feel like Pac in the trenches
Get the documents ready 'cause we gon' profit with this one
Get the troops at attention, stay tapped in with the balance
Can't be moved from my center, rather dead than be average
Rather dead than be average, it's the premium package
My bitch look like Janet, life don't come with a filter
If you don't you an animal then you won't understand it
Niggas swear by the morals until they cold with they family
I'm telling ya, degrees celsius
The music carried us to legendary areas
My passport a slut yours need his cherry bust
Niggas on the block living vicarious
We gon' get that shit expunged, you gon' be there with us
I been hurt so much, now the pain is hilarious
Niggas swear they special but the RIP regular
We becoming expendable just for being accessible

I been trying, trying, trying, trying (That shit unacceptable)
To get you under my pressure (Ah-ah)
I been trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure

[Johnny Venus:]
As I press record the rain starts to pour
Dot called and said I should bare it all
How I been dealing with the passing of my pa
How God always seems to add another straw
How I hit the road and pass the passport like
A hundred thousand times but I never stop to pause
Q with me, I can hear it in his calls
We missing Mac but we try to shake it off
We came at that right time, the crossing of lifelines
So like the tears, ink starts to fall
Rewrite the history you witnessing
Hampton U, twelve-to-two things, I was missing 'em
Too busy envisioning
Thinking 'bout my brother, got his wings in 2010
The year was '05, you should've seen us back then
Rapping over school lunch tables, murder beats with the pen
Release date is what I'm waiting on
Interscope gotta crunch the numbers
This industry is flooded with mindless muddles 'cause lies sell
The ugly truth might not bring in the money
Don't they know it's real shit the people want?
A pause from the pill pop prescription junk
Still humble as a mumble rapper
Still hungry for the same shit Lebron after (Greatness)
Still rooting for the city's number one trapper
Who made it out the barrel, turned around and sent down the ladder
Y'all niggas gon' make me act a fucking whole bastard
Lose my religion, start stacking up some cold caskets
Huh

[Outro:]
Trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure
I been trying, trying, trying, trying
To get you under my pressure