Under Pressure – English Lyrics

• By: Logic
• Album: Under Pressure

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Imma die alone

Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone

People calling me, asking me for money, man

The only thing Imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone

Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid

Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days

Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all

Bumping Triple Six

Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks

Who the bitch, riding with me?

Man, the devil tryna get me

Motivated, undereducated, and hated

But finally getting cake like a happy belated

Bitch I made it, we on

Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it, write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it

Feel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit

This is war, I declare it

Time is money, I can't spare it

Futuristic, so simplistic

Please decipher my linguistics

Slow it down, Robitussin

I'm the king, ain't no discussion

And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion

My consumption is the illest

Section eight, I know you feel this

On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all

Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?

EBT, that's the card

I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard

Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Imma die alone

Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone

People calling me, asking me for money, man

The only thing Imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone

'Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation

Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a fuck

What's up?

What's up?