Pressure (Okay, Bet)

Hook (X the Artist):
You can feel the hate from the sidelines
Never let that shit push you off the edge
Gotta watch snakes outside
Tryna clip my wings, I know they want me dead
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
That's because I am one in a million baby
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
I feel the pressure

You can feel the hate from the sidelines
Never let that shit push you off the edge
Gotta watch snakes outside
Tryna clip my wings, I know they want me dead
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
That's because I am one in a million baby
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
I feel the pressure

Verse (Mir Fontane):
Okay bet
This shit Keith no Sweat
Boy don’t need no ref
Got heart like bread
My bae finesse her sex
And she slippery when wet
Oh man, god damn
Famous like my last name Dex
I got now and next
Man, RIP X
They hate to see a young nigga flex
‘Bout to lose a dredlock from the stress
Like god damn
This shit way to cold, (Oh)
This shit way to cold, (Yeah)
Your mom knows my lines, damn
This bitch way to old, Yeah
I don’t feel no pressure though
Waiting on the war like Mexico
Wake up just to live another episode
(?) Oh man here it goes

Verse (X the Artist):
Here it goes, here it goes
Got another one
No incidental, I’m influential
Riding 50 tints
My name presidential
I'm the best there is, you can check credentials
Imma keep it going
I don’t feel the pressure
Me and Mir Fontane on a different
Got the hoes poppin'
Got the city poppin'
And you know we did it on our own

Hook (X the Artist):
You can feel the hate from the sidelines
Never let that shit push you off the edge
Gotta watch snakes outside
Tryna clip my wings, I know they dead
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
I gotta sleep w my eyes open
I feel the pressure

You can feel the hate from the sidelines
Never let that shit push you off the edge
Gotta watch snakes outside
Tryna clip my wings, I know they dead
I gotta sleep w my eyes open (x2)
I feel the pressure

I feel the pressure (x2)