Logic - Under Pressure (Official audio) lyrics

[Hook] Work so f**ing much my greatest fear is I'ma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherf**ers is the dial tone [Verse 1] 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, f** 'em all Bumping Triple Six Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks Who the b**h riding with me? Man, the devil tryna get me Motivated, under-educated, and hated But finally getting cake like a happy belated b**h 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 [Hook] Work so f**ing much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherf**ers is the dial tone [Verse 2] God damn, god damn, we at it again Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up f** around and get messed up When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine You know that I'm one of a kind Lemme get it right now, ho Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so On the down low, haters drown slow On the down low, haters drown slow Oh God, my God, we got it all right Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right? These f**ers facades, they just a mirage, right? I said these f**ers facades, they just a mirage, right? Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a f** I be on that finger flipping k**ing sh** up in the cut That's what's up All these b**hes out here tryna gas it up This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pa** it up Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough "Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us White Benz, black card, b**h better get your plastic up Man, this sh** is hella hard, but we never acting up Live it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it up Finally had my share of success, and sh**, I can't get enough Now they know my name through the nation Cause my single like that good sh**, man, always in rotation Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken Tell 'em jealous Judases who this is, and man, that'll break 'em And b**h I'm still the same Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain Broke as f**, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story Positive that life ain't mine, b**h you can take that sh** to Maury [Hook] Work so f**ing much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherf**ers is the dial tone [Verse 3] (Hello, no one is available to take your call) I been working hard, I been searching for God I been working hard, I been searching for God (Please leave a message after the tone) Little brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you But I insist you call me back cause I miss you I wish you well, well, I wish you would call Cause lately it feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all