B.o.B - Pressure Lyrics

(You don't use uh, you don't use narcotics)
(Do you Bob?)

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that chokin' can't be safe
Suck me off of somethin' gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe
I been havin' visions

Yeah, the shit I be seein' be actually funny
(Funny, funny)
Niggas always be deep when they ain't got your money
Vampires be siphonin' energy from ya
If you a winner they want you to fall
To steal your whole summer

Somebody gotta stay, yeah
And somebody gotta take the truth (oh-ooh)

Yeah, I hate to be blunt but I'm blunted
Your mind can get read like it's blushin'
It's ironic, my trunk in the front
Guess that's why I'm always confronted with luggage
Bands

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
All that chokin' can't be safe
Suck me off of somethin' gray
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe
I been havin' visions

Yeah, I see through that cap like a snapback
Stay close to my nine like a hashtag
Girl, where your ass at?
Pussy so fire it came with a cash app
Ki-ki-ki-kickin' this shit right now
Drugs, kickin' in, shit, right now
She sippin' this fifth right now
Might take an edible
Smokin' vegetables in high decibel
They get fed up and turn the federals
Enemies actin' friendly
Enemies actin' friendly
They pretendin' to be a different identity
Niggas be plottin' by any means
I swear niggas the epitome, bands

All that smokin' can't be safe
All real niggas can relate
Too much commas in the safe
Too much drama in the way
Ain't no mixers in my drink
High in all them fifty states
Lately, I've been feelin' godly
I know gods don't make mistakes
Though sometimes I contemplate
I've been movin' off of faith
Take my mind off all the pressure
I just dropped about an eighth
How much longer can it take?
Turn a pound into some shake
And my mama ask me questions
All that smokin' can't be safe

All that smokin' can't be safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Safe, safe, safe, safe, safe
Most these niggas fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake