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Peer Pressure (feat. Baang & Jasper Logan) Video (MV)






Mike Day - Peer Pressure (feat. Baang & Jasper Logan) Lyrics




Innocent kid
Wanna fit in
Mama is not approving of the friends
She notice the rags
Color of flags
Forcing to sag
So I have the swag
Of pulling the baddie
Who living next door
I tried to be nice
Would walk her to the store
Until she confess that the brothers she feens
Carry gold grills or on varsity teams
Frustrated
Cause I hated that the homie in the corner no diploma
Snag any chick when he felt he had a boner
Meanwhile masturbate I'm a loner
Damn doing homework
I scheme with a team about dreams in the hood
And I want all these things.
The cars, the ladies, the gear, cause I fear that I'll grow up
I will see none of that
So
I holler at BEEP
Blood affiliate
He said come hop in the whip and we will go what you go get
Money and women like you I respond
Lacking the style but I know I got charm
I'm getting frustrated he saying be calm
Focus on your shit and you get what you want
A call from my pops in regards to my whereabouts
I lied by saying I took a shift
I hung up and two homies enter the car
We hounding at foes who would walk to the park
Staying out way pass the street light
Usually I'm studying by midnight
But when the vibe so right and the stars looks nice
You'll ignore the danger yo folks warned you about

Yeah Yeah
I ain't never been what I ain't
Old heads told me hey your cake
I been out building my estate
Keep it cool never spill a drank
Big body Benz I'm a serve on em (Swerve)
Can't trust friends they'll purge on ya (Purge)
Niggas die young where I'm from though
Can't you let that deter you homie
Man I gotta feeling that I ain't gone make it
The pressure is building don't know how that felt
I hope to God maneuver the squad
In a new position where we could wealth
Bills is climbing my people is dying and I know my mama she gone need some help (Woo)
I gotta do what I gotta do I'm out with the crew can't be on the shelf

Word on the street I'm a prospect
Granny got the only Cadillac in the projects
Hundred for the chain around my neck
If you really know something you ain't Gotta buy that (Huh)
Partna hit the dope one time two time three time
Look I don't wanna try that
You get on that and start geekin yeah
You get on that and start tweak tweak tweakin
And it's my season yeah
Daddy want me to be draft pick
Mama want me in good classes
I want a Bible and a bad chick
Uncle taught me to do magic gymnastics
He will get it flip it make it disappear like what happened
I'm in traffic yeah yeah
Ride around town in Stolo
Promise I ain't know It was stole though
Why you always look over your shoulder
You know i gotta watch out for the po po
See we wasn't just poor we were poor poor
Now we pour up when we link up ugh
Got it out the mud like a lean cup ugh
All this drip i'm finna stop the sink up
Now now now I ain't never been what I'm not
I just wait in line for my shot
I don't need assist not with this
Ja Morant I'm shooting my shoot
I done got it straight out that rock
North side north side north side woo
Say that got Baang in the building
He got gang in the building
Well of course I do

Yeah Yeah
I ain't never been what I ain't
Old heads told me hey your cake
I been out building my estate
Keep it cool never spill a drank
Big body Benz I'm a serve on em (Swerve)
Can't trust friends they'll purge on ya (Purge)
Niggas die young where I'm from though
Can't you let that deter you homie
Man I gotta feeling that I ain't gone make it
The pressure is building don't know how that felt
I hope to God maneuver the squad
In a new position where we could wealth
Bills is climbing my people is dying and I know my mama she gone need some help
I gotta do what I gotta do I'm out with the crew can't be on the shelf

And we riding
And we rolling
And we climbing
And we floating
And we scheming
On the low end
And they watching
But we focused
And we riding
And we rolling
And we climbing
And we floating
And we scheming
On the low end
And they watching
But we focused
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Innocent kid
Wanna fit in
Mama is not approving of the friends
She notice the rags
Color of flags
Forcing to sag
So I have the swag
Of pulling the baddie
Who living next door
I tried to be nice
Would walk her to the store
Until she confess that the brothers she feens
Carry gold grills or on varsity teams
Frustrated
Cause I hated that the homie in the corner no diploma
Snag any chick when he felt he had a boner
Meanwhile masturbate I'm a loner
Damn doing homework
I scheme with a team about dreams in the hood
And I want all these things.
The cars, the ladies, the gear, cause I fear that I'll grow up
I will see none of that
So
I holler at BEEP
Blood affiliate
He said come hop in the whip and we will go what you go get
Money and women like you I respond
Lacking the style but I know I got charm
I'm getting frustrated he saying be calm
Focus on your shit and you get what you want
A call from my pops in regards to my whereabouts
I lied by saying I took a shift
I hung up and two homies enter the car
We hounding at foes who would walk to the park
Staying out way pass the street light
Usually I'm studying by midnight
But when the vibe so right and the stars looks nice
You'll ignore the danger yo folks warned you about

Yeah Yeah
I ain't never been what I ain't
Old heads told me hey your cake
I been out building my estate
Keep it cool never spill a drank
Big body Benz I'm a serve on em (Swerve)
Can't trust friends they'll purge on ya (Purge)
Niggas die young where I'm from though
Can't you let that deter you homie
Man I gotta feeling that I ain't gone make it
The pressure is building don't know how that felt
I hope to God maneuver the squad
In a new position where we could wealth
Bills is climbing my people is dying and I know my mama she gone need some help (Woo)
I gotta do what I gotta do I'm out with the crew can't be on the shelf

Word on the street I'm a prospect
Granny got the only Cadillac in the projects
Hundred for the chain around my neck
If you really know something you ain't Gotta buy that (Huh)
Partna hit the dope one time two time three time
Look I don't wanna try that
You get on that and start geekin yeah
You get on that and start tweak tweak tweakin
And it's my season yeah
Daddy want me to be draft pick
Mama want me in good classes
I want a Bible and a bad chick
Uncle taught me to do magic gymnastics
He will get it flip it make it disappear like what happened
I'm in traffic yeah yeah
Ride around town in Stolo
Promise I ain't know It was stole though
Why you always look over your shoulder
You know i gotta watch out for the po po
See we wasn't just poor we were poor poor
Now we pour up when we link up ugh
Got it out the mud like a lean cup ugh
All this drip i'm finna stop the sink up
Now now now I ain't never been what I'm not
I just wait in line for my shot
I don't need assist not with this
Ja Morant I'm shooting my shoot
I done got it straight out that rock
North side north side north side woo
Say that got Baang in the building
He got gang in the building
Well of course I do

Yeah Yeah
I ain't never been what I ain't
Old heads told me hey your cake
I been out building my estate
Keep it cool never spill a drank
Big body Benz I'm a serve on em (Swerve)
Can't trust friends they'll purge on ya (Purge)
Niggas die young where I'm from though
Can't you let that deter you homie
Man I gotta feeling that I ain't gone make it
The pressure is building don't know how that felt
I hope to God maneuver the squad
In a new position where we could wealth
Bills is climbing my people is dying and I know my mama she gone need some help
I gotta do what I gotta do I'm out with the crew can't be on the shelf

And we riding
And we rolling
And we climbing
And we floating
And we scheming
On the low end
And they watching
But we focused
And we riding
And we rolling
And we climbing
And we floating
And we scheming
On the low end
And they watching
But we focused
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Writer: Jasper Logan, Jeremiah Pickett, Michael Day, Raymond House III
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