Mayday! - Good Pressure lyrics

[Hook] Get paper Get love Get riches Get f**ed Get lifted Get buzzed Get back To who I was [Verse 1: Bernz] One time for my ace with the mace Gotta get away from this place Hollywood hills and dreams of the taste Of the good life too bad I'm stuck in the rat race No trace of the person I was Even though a motherf**er got a buzz I swear I ain't abusing these d** But I used to care a lot more if I got love Now I'm Mike Fox in a silver box Delorean Hop to the future trying write my story and I can't disappear off this polaroid Jump to the front grab the wheel time to steer into the orient So far from the soylent fiends for the green I'm a meme with a poignant Blurb for the herbs Never mince my words while I spit on the curb looking up at these birds [Hook] [Verse 2: Bernz] One time for the real believers Struck a chord with the underachievers And my mans with the bloody cleavers And them b**hes with the disco fevers See the things I fight with are like ghosts They haunt me on a personal note f** a toast let's smoke Forgot what I wrote cause it dont matter yo Lost faith in the process and my heroes Never got props from my pops for the steelo Man it don't stop gotta rock for my folks Even though hope ain't got hope under kino's Put a noose up but the crew never choked I'm a elope with my ho up to Hiro's Hit a drink till we both fall on the floor While the whole world rocking out to placebo's [Hook]