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Pressure Video (MV)




Performed By: J.Kirk
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Zachary Zastrow, Jason Kirk




J.Kirk - Pressure Lyrics
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Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they what's up
Okay, I walked in, popped out, I ain't even take a flick
Flow need bed rest, everything I say is sick
Lot of people talking now, ain't nobody saying this
That flavor from my Maker, baby, tell me what you make of this
I am not a made man, but know the One who made man
Living off the Rock now, looking like a caveman
Ain't no way to stop now, had to switch ya game plan
Super duper sinner, I am not the one to save man
It's Kizzy baby, know it's been a minute, baby
You hate when I'm talking, God, you gon get offended baby
I am not a young boy, I've been moving since the 80s
I can give it to you hood, or talk you sophisticated
I done went and hit up Strow and said, it's time that we pop
I've been chilling for a minute, now I'm finally hot
What you mean, it's a slap, it's a sequal, bring it back
Still we booming, it's a movement, ain't no stopping what we doing, pressure
Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they know it's up
Do, do, do, no frauds in my latitude
Kill the flesh like a chef, no Ratatouille
This that new me, in the cab with two seats
Ghost ride the whip as I flip that loose leaf
Get the wheat, pass it like I'm Pistol P
Louis V, life is like a movie scene
I was dead, sin was good at fooling me
Ruined me, was good enough for God to give His son away
Told me it was done today, give His grace to run a ways
Moving me, pressure only fueling me to run the race
Keep the prize in my face, treasure stored in heaven
Cause these pleasures always fade away
Never feeling threatened cause these demons get to stepping, yeah
Pressing on deception, yeah
Only talking reckless when God hit the block like Tetris, yeah
Bout to hit the grimace, independent business
When you master P, never seeing limits, yeah
Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they know it's up
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English

Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they what's up
Okay, I walked in, popped out, I ain't even take a flick
Flow need bed rest, everything I say is sick
Lot of people talking now, ain't nobody saying this
That flavor from my Maker, baby, tell me what you make of this
I am not a made man, but know the One who made man
Living off the Rock now, looking like a caveman
Ain't no way to stop now, had to switch ya game plan
Super duper sinner, I am not the one to save man
It's Kizzy baby, know it's been a minute, baby
You hate when I'm talking, God, you gon get offended baby
I am not a young boy, I've been moving since the 80s
I can give it to you hood, or talk you sophisticated
I done went and hit up Strow and said, it's time that we pop
I've been chilling for a minute, now I'm finally hot
What you mean, it's a slap, it's a sequal, bring it back
Still we booming, it's a movement, ain't no stopping what we doing, pressure
Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they know it's up
Do, do, do, no frauds in my latitude
Kill the flesh like a chef, no Ratatouille
This that new me, in the cab with two seats
Ghost ride the whip as I flip that loose leaf
Get the wheat, pass it like I'm Pistol P
Louis V, life is like a movie scene
I was dead, sin was good at fooling me
Ruined me, was good enough for God to give His son away
Told me it was done today, give His grace to run a ways
Moving me, pressure only fueling me to run the race
Keep the prize in my face, treasure stored in heaven
Cause these pleasures always fade away
Never feeling threatened cause these demons get to stepping, yeah
Pressing on deception, yeah
Only talking reckless when God hit the block like Tetris, yeah
Bout to hit the grimace, independent business
When you master P, never seeing limits, yeah
Making moves, I ain't gotta flex, I ain't gotta front
Big stepper, bringing big pressure, yeah, you know it's up
Shining everywhere we go, yeah, they know it's us
Tell them boys, stop playing, cause they know it's up
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Writer: Zachary Zastrow, Jason Kirk
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