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Artiste : MGK (Machine Gun Kelly)
Titre : PRESSURE
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la

The diamonds are symbolic of all the pressure they put on me until I shined (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)
My life is symbiotic with the culture, I could never, ever lose the vibe (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)
Make sure they rollin´ one up for me ´cause it´s been a long ride (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)
We doin´ this one for Money T, keep his name alive (Yeah)

La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
Hold up

I know how to make an entrance
I hop out the truck in a fur with some henchmen (Hmph)
You can skip the introduction
I´m introverted, I don´t want your attention (Eh)
Stand on whatever I say, I´ll say it to your face
I don´t do it in mentions (For real)
I believe God had put me through Hell
So that I could learn me a lesson
I was eleven (Damn)
Sharin´ a bed with my dad but didn´t have a bedroom
In a recession (Yeah)
Six of us in a Ford Explorer, didn´t have leg-room
Everything´s destined (So)

It was inevitable I take on his aggression
Mad at the world ´cause I´m feelin´ rejected
Guess that I gotta die to be a legend

La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-uh-la, la-la-la-la (Turn up)

Holy shit
Showin´, showin´ naked ass
C-Town, bring them slabs out (Out; boom, boom, boom)

Open the toilet and took a piss
Open my mouth, I´m talkin´ shit (Uh)

Open accounts ´cause this money don´t fit in the safe
My accountant can´t count this shit, hm
This look counterfeit
If I wear it, it´s priceless, can´t count the fit (Yeah)
Stack it up tall as a mountain is (Yeah)
I grow money on trees like a botanist
(When you droppin´ this?) Right now
I just made the hardest shit I ever heard right now
Wait a minute, look where I was and where I´m at right now
In a plane with no passengers in it, over Cleveland, ´bout to touchdown
I got the car keys in the Carhartt
I don´t need ´em, know I push and the car start (Skrrt)

I got the icing like a Pop Tart, and I stay spittin´ fire like a Charizard (Hah)
I used to be broke, couldn´t afford a heater, way back in the day when I was openin´ for Wiz Khalifa (Yeah)
I just got myself out of an misdemeanor, he said that he wasn´t there, I told him that I wasn´t either (I wasn´t)
I broke every bone except my middle finger (Fuck you)
Only had a heartbreak once, I won´t have two
Free Young Thug, pour a two-liter
Why´s everybody singin´ like they´re Dua Lipa? (Yeah)
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, yeah

Ayy, we doin´ this shit one take

Green light, don´t stop, go

I wear chains with my shirt off when I get my dick sucked
And she keep it in her throat like she got the hiccups
I ain´t talkin´ ´bout no mouth though if we hit the lick up
I don´t sell, I used to snort this shit, open that brick up
I don´t give a fuck about who streamin´, pull the list up
I´m a father, look at what I did to raise these kids up
There won´t be a day I need a vest under my zip-up
´Cause every time they tried to send a shot, it always missed us (Doo, drr)

I hear that shit in real life, I do not fear the afterlife
My cousin tried to suffocate me
He said the voice in his head was Jesus Christ
Healin´ my bruise with a piece of ice
I held on myself when I needed a family
Instead, I was left to my own device
Swallowed the pill like a piece of rice
I slept in the attic, had demon nights
That´s in the house off Lee Road
I saw my friend´s eyes change, now he just a body with no soul
I been in the game, got a lot of exes, look like a cheat code (Eh)
I had a couple rappers leavin´ out the spot with their teeth broke (Shh)
You can see the double Rs when I creep slow (When I creep slow)

You can´t have my dick if you can´t deep-throat (No)
Yeah, turn up my voice, make this beat low
I create the wave, but I don´t own no beach clothes
Lately, I made a lot of enemies
Lately, I been goin´ through it mentally
So, I gotta palm and a rock in my pocket in public
Protectin´ my energy (Uh)
Spiritually, you couldn´t measure me (No)
My soul has been here for a century (Yeah)
We came out of high school together
And now he tweakin´ of the methamphetamine

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la), we throwin´ Ls like

(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la), teal up-the-way shit
(La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la), you see those double Xs
(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la), we outside, bitch
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la), throwin´ Ls like
(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la), real Cleveland shit
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la), you see those double Xs
(La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la), we outside, bitch

Yeah, meet me on floor thirteen