Pain Pressure - Fivio Foreign/Rowdy Rebel.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Fivio Foreign/Chad Marshall/Edwin Toussaint/Martin Targett/Noah Freeland
[00:00.443] 作曲 : Fivio Foreign/Chad Marshall/Edwin Toussaint/Martin Targett/Noah Freeland
[00:00.886][Intro: Fivio Foreign]
[00:02.283]Ha, yeah
[00:04.937](Txrgett acquired)
[00:09.850]Yeah, yeah
[00:10.379]
[00:11.434][Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
[00:12.681]Pain, pressure, whatever, yeah (What—, let's do it, yeah)
[00:16.076]I go through a lot, but I hold it together, yeah (Yeah)
[00:19.341]This brand new gun go good with the sweater, yeah (Baow)
[00:22.949]They catch me lackin', it's my fault, uh
[00:24.613]Huh, 'cause I should've known better (Uh)
[00:25.630]
[00:25.955][Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
[00:26.514]Gotta move smart, I ain't makin' no errors
[00:27.764]Y'all niggas hot, y'all ain't make it no better
[00:29.385]Don't write my crib, I ain't takin' no letters
[00:30.994]Don't call my phone, you ain't bringin' no bread up, uh (Uh, yeah), yeah
[00:33.792]Niggas keep dyin', ****in' up my mental
[00:36.170]I tried to save him 'cause he had potential
[00:37.886]Don't move hot, they put you on a menu
[00:39.794]I had to learn the shit that I done been through
[00:41.386]I done made hits and I ain't use a pencil
[00:42.972]If you keep dissin', I'ma have to bench you
[00:44.608]Go do a show, we shootin' out the venue (Baow, baow, baow)
[00:46.292]Huh, show you shootin' out the venue, ha (Ha, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
[00:51.977]You know how it go, ready? Huh, yeah
[00:54.794]Yeah, nigga, I'm top of the line (Huh)
[00:55.785]I'm fallin' in love, but she not really mine
[00:56.558]I never hate her, hop in the line
[00:58.014]I don't pay attention to mob if he mime
[00:59.763]Look at the things I fought (Uh)
[01:01.320]Look at my wrist and the rings I bought (Uh)
[01:03.092]B***h got mad I ain't bring her on tour
[01:04.817]Shit went bad when things got forced
[01:06.439]I took a L, but I need that loss
[01:08.022]Got her on point and my Ts got crossed
[01:09.669]I see a opp, let three shots off
[01:11.269]I see a opp, let three shots off (Baow, baow, baow)
[01:13.997]Huh, yeah, huh, huh (Ah)
[01:15.087]I see a opp, let three shots off (Baow, baow, baow)
[01:16.607]Yeah (Yeah, baow)
[01:18.208]I see a opp, let three shots off (Yeah, look, huh)
[01:19.105][Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
[01:19.988]Pain, pressure, whatever, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[01:22.052]I go through a lot, but I hold it together, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[01:26.648]This brand new gun go good with the sweater, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[01:30.042]They catch me lackin', it's my fault (Baow), huh (Why?)
[01:32.841]'Cause I should've known better (Huh)
[01:33.242]
[01:33.610][Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel]
[01:33.964]They said the pain done come with the pressure (Pressure)
[01:35.061]I felt that shit when they took me up North (Up North)
[01:36.663]Jumped in the game with all of my steppers (Steppers)
[01:38.300]Took a lil' time, but I turned to a boss (A boss)
[01:39.957]I turned a bando into a loft (A loft)
[01:41.595]I turn a hoopty into a Porsche (Skrrt)
[01:43.293]I used to get jiggy in Lacoste (Lacoste)
[01:45.015]Now I can do Gucci down to the drawls (Uh)
[01:46.857]I 'member the pain and the pressure (The pressure)
[01:48.332]I 'member the blood stains on that sweater (That sweater)
[01:50.036]I 'member the rainiest weather (That weather)
[01:51.475]No food in the fridge, had to put it together (Together)
[01:53.463]I 'member the coldest night (I remember)
[01:55.003]No more were there to come and hold us tight (Nah)
[01:56.721]We was huggin' the streets, totin' the pipes (Grrah)
[01:58.361]We was duckin' the Ds and one of them lights (Grrt, baow)
[02:00.012]I'm tryna send a nigga up to Christ (I'm tryna send a nigga up to Christ)
[02:01.857]My shooters is beggin', I give 'em the price (My shooters is beggin', I give 'em the price)
[02:06.727]I get to a bag, don't need your advice (Don't need your advice, nigga)
[02:09.787]Ain't gotta lie 'cause we do it better (Ayy)
[02:10.599]Remember the time that, "Shh" was to slide (Shh)
[02:11.974]But he couldn't handle all the pressure (Grrt, baow)
[02:13.413][Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
[02:13.916]Pain, pressure, whatever, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[02:15.553]I go through a lot, but I hold it together, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[02:19.946]This brand new gun go good with the sweater, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[02:23.213]They catch me lackin', it's my fault (Baow), huh (Why?)
[02:26.451]'Cause I should've known better (Huh)