Srabi Machine - Tuesday Night lyrics

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Srabi Machine - Tuesday Night lyrics

[Verse 1: J-Flowz] I know ninos with them toasters b**hes be looking for closure But they ain't getting no closer I've be rapping out a cave I've been hustling all day Busy tryna get that pay Still leaning off them clouds Have you ever had a 1 on 1 Thats when your soul comes out of your chest And starts telling you some real sh** This rappers be dehydrated I been hibernating Putting work in like an off licence No licence Swerving sirens You know machine he got that flame [hook] Let it burn Im the man under pressure Mercy to the flamers Let it burn Im the man under pressure [verse 2: J-FLowz] Someone cry for me Feels like i'm getting closer Their tryna f** with me sh** I ain't bending over sh** Someone cry with me I realised the other night That i could die in this city Like any other black guy I bought some pumas for the revelation Thats why i do this I shot down kupid Peace and love To all my enemies and foes I'm for ever on my toes Try f** with me I lost my marbles Fell down and stumbled All praises to la familia What's mine is yours What's yours is mine Like a diamond in the rubal See me shine See me climb To the top When i die Engrave those numbers on my coffin [verse 3: J-FLowz] I like em cla**y A little rachet p**yy with no behaviour She ain't got to smoke weed As long as i can Yes im the main Flier than peter pan My worlds like neverland I pray i never land I pray i never land This flows retarded Life of the party I brought my people You know bacardi Still miss casino Pressure pressure Pressure pressure When i die Ill rest in peace Its late to rescue [Verse 4: Kojey Radical] I feel like Mother teresa and ted bundy k** em' with kindness and keep the bodies I'm trying to put a belly on the table And still get change of the payment I'm a man under pressure baby I'm a man under What? My iris don't tell a story? Lets talk. Walk Through staircases with h**n Needles that sit next to Monster munch packets Ironic. I guess we all get hungry I lost appetite, carrying my nephew Through it all with his eyes closed This is all to real, all to close to home Hit the roads then home again Another day, another penny for your Thoughts. I'm done with opinions Facts only I cry sometimes I'm a man under pressure, baby I'm a man under pressure, baby Can't get complacent Can't see my face too much you'll hate it I'm a man under pressure, baby I'm a man under pressure, yeah I cry sometimes I cry sometimes

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