K-pop Lyrics

Tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
I pray these niggas
Understand how passionate the tale is
To get you under my pressure
Richer
I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
To get you under my pressure
Yes uh
Biggest you feel me?
Godfather with a garden full of snakes
Call Porsche time to give away a Wraith
Bricks boy tryna turn 'em into bass
Big boy I been tryin' buy the Braves
Courtroom soundin' like I'm in the opera
Went and got it
Now these niggas wanna knock us
Bitches fallin' 'cause
They need a couple dollars
But it ain't a problem
'Cause a nigga really got it
Fat boy rich nigga with a appetite
Count monеy all night under the candlelight
Spinnin' vinyl Tеddy P or is it Lionel?
Not a model but I know I been your idol
Big bank sparkin' weed without a lighter
On fire 'cause I'm just a different writer
Practicin' social distance
With all these snitch niggas
Guess he jealous 'cause I had
His favorite bitch with us
Big bucks steppin' outta big trucks
Steppin' on my feet it'll get you fucked up
Got the squad with me and
All they did was gimme love
Foot Locker twenty deep a nigga spend a dub
G Wagen for my bitch
That girl go live it up
Death row that's for these
Niggas I'ma hit 'em up
Makaveli it's All Eyez on Me
Pinkie rings it's still M O B
I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
To get you under my pressure
I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
To get you under my pressure
Tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
Yeah heart just turned purple
Three sixty up front
It all comes full circle
Class photographs Sandy had me on my Urkel
Patty Mahomes
'Bout to fall short a couple hunnid
Signed sealed delivered
I fucked the notary public
She witnessed me sign off
On some undeniable numbers
Yeah make a set sail
In Croatia to get a leverage
Groundskeepers cuttin' the grass
And clippin' the hedges
I took two mill'
Out the cage down in the desert
Matthew Maddox called in the pit boss
Double checkin'
The number's all good
Just pay me I'm at the Rhino
Real life the whole fam' goons like Ralo
One truck in front of me
One behind me to follow
Lemme get a lemon pepper order please
You gotta have the link before you order these
Dockin' jet skis in the Florida Keys
We all grateful for Weezy
But no one more than me
You just found a bottle with the messages
These days fame
Is disconnected from excellence
Half the time
I gotta ask niggas what they profession is
Ushered a generation in
These are where my confessions live
I did brunch
With the judge we appearin' before
Private villas only
I don't go near a resort
We want everything galore
Not just Lira Galore
For real and my city
Love me like DeMar DeRozan
I sent her the child support
She sent me the heart emoji
They all say they love me
But they hardly know me
Yeah dropped him off at
School big day for my lil' man
Recess hits daddy prolly made another M
School bell rings and
I'm out there to get him again
Yeah teacher parent meetings
Wives get googly eyed
Regardless of what they husbands do
to provide
Askin' if I know Beyonce and Nicki Minaj
Of course pull up
To the front in the fleet of Suburbans
Flooded French Immersion
with the Secret Service
Shit is so obvious it defeats the purpose
If this is your hobby
Then come and meet your maker
Champagne ring bells in the streets of Jamaica
Started at the crib
Look how far this shit'll take ya
Ross sittin' on two hunnid thirty five acres
And that's facts
Hamdan Mohammed like my third cousin
Mansoor Mohammed like my real brother
Dubai embrace me like a Emirati
All my Rolls Royces got a different body
Mansory kitted out with every option
Lemme know if that's a problem
If you got a problem with me
Gotta walk around it
Used to say I had 'fore I got it
Now I got it all
And bein' honest
I don't really wanna talk about it
And if I didn't have it
Wouldn't wanna sulk about it
I had it so long I don't even celebrate it
Negative thoughts don't
Even enter my inner matrix
'Magine me still rappin'
'Bout if I never made it
Damn not too many
Parallels left in our lives
I mean my crib look
Bigger through my son's eyes
And the squad look bigger to the young guys
And my dick feel better when you drunk right?
Spend nighttime starin' at the sunrise
And my diamonds all hittin' like tie dye
Air Canada Centre nigga when I die
Y'all gon' have to fly in
And do your fake cry
First couple rows
You gon' see the real guys
The ones that purchase
They vehicles 'cause their trunk size
The ones that look at
Other rappers like it's lunch time
Watch on my wrist never
showed me crunch time
'Cause I ain't never let
It come to that one time
To be real man I never did one crime
But none of my brothers
Could caption that line
At all kill me that's talent God wasted
Instant noodles sriracha I still taste it
When mama was too tired
To cook and we had the basics
Instant noodles sriracha I still taste it
Now it's a movie I'm back at Bellag' wasted
Niggas love tryna
Put my back where the walls facin'
Big body frames wasn't into car racin'
Me and Chubbs drive by shorty heart racin'
I always end up
Droppin' the top when it starts rainin'
Livin' in the 6 eight weeks sun blazin'
After that the killers just go into hibernation
Damn rest in peace Dolla Bill
How I get a girl and
Girls still wanna holla still?
How I'm so famous
Gotta live where they hide the hills?
Everybody that survive got survivor's guilt
My label gotta prove they love me
Gotta wire mills
My boy kitchen's done
Lookin' like a flour mill
You niggas' faces lookin'
Like you drink sour milk
And your albums like
Some mothafuckin' fire drills
It's like this shit feels real
But it's never real
I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
To get you under my pressure
I been tryin' tryin' tryin' tryin'
To get you under my pressure