LYRIC

He's only young, but the vision is solid
He's tryna live out promise
He told his mum that he would listen in college
He didn't listen in college
He's skipping classes tryna get rid of Class A
Tryna live the fast way
And in his mind
Its for his ma's sake
But all he caused her was heartbreak
I guarantee when he's older
He'll try to reverse it
When he see's the pain that he caused
It would likely hurt him
But right now
He see's the pressure like a burden
They say pressure makes diamonds
He ain't shining but he's learning
He hit cunch with his cousin Ty
First time he got his money right
Made a couple bands
In a couple nights
Smiled at each other
Like this the fucking life

Chorus x2:

Uh, he's just working under pressure
So young
But he's working under pressure

Feds kicked into the door
To the crib where he was staying
Ran up in it was raid
Luck continued?????
Let the nitty hold the food
But he couldn't trust the nitty with the papes
Inside of the station
He ain't tryna explain it
No comment
But the cats both provided a statement
They said its his gear
They talking about 6 years
He's raging
But he couldn't even snitch on a paigon
So he's
In the cell
With his head in his hands
Like this was never the plan
Firstly, his mum would know that he was never in college
And secondly, he jus lost a couple grand
So now his mind is racing
Thinking about violating
Tryna make a mental note of niggas that supply the same thing
He's a shotta
Not a robber
But his hands are tied
And at that age
Losing a couple grand ain't light

But now he's back on the ends
On bail
He's supposed to keep it calm
But he's trapping again
Slowly but surely
He see's the paper stacking again
Close shade
With the feds
It nearly happened again
It's different now
He's doing wholesale
A lot less work
But the moneys so real
He never learnt from his lesson
But he can work with the pressure

Chorus x3:

Uh, he's just working under pressure
So young
But he's working under pressure

So imagine if
You could actually flip
This whole lifestyle
In to raps n shit
Make wraps out wraps
You catch my drift
Had mummy flexin' on her sisters
Like that's my kid
Cos they were flexing on mummy when
Ur cousin was studying
And mummy was wondering
Whether her son was coming in
Mummy was worrying
Thinking he got locked up again
He was out getting money in
They don't know bout the pressure…

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