Merkules ft. Kevin Gates - Apply Pressure Lyrics

Yeah, Stompdown Killaz, Bread Winner shit 20
20 vision c-Lance

There's demons inside of me
Testing my patience
Remember they told me that I'd never make it
But nevertheless they gon' mention my
Name with the greats
Stay away from the hate, it's contagious
Ain't goin' to sleep, so I'm pouring a liter
Got so many stripes like
My clothes were Adidas you sink or you swim
I was thrown in the deep end
Patron in my system I don't need a reason
I'm getting too much money, I can't count it
I need about a hundred K
A day as my allowance
VVS diamonds got my whole team shining
Just bought a brand new Rollie and I
Don't care what the time is (Look)
I been through the mud
Got regret on my conscience
Anxiety fucked up my head in the process
I used to starving down there at the bottom
But manifestation's what let me still prosper
As long as my family good then we straight
Now everyone's eating
There's room on my plate
I don't need a vest
All they shooting is blanks
Shout out to Gates, we got money to make

I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs
I been feeling myself
Pull up and I switch lanes
Call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs
I been feeling myself
Pull up and I switch lanes
Call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else

I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
Applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
Applying the pressure now

I'm into big bags, thumbing through big cash
Got ahead of myself
I done been did bad, now I don't give
A bitch ass, I ain't tell on myself, hmm
Everybody wanna shine on side of you
You was broke, ain't no one have time for you
Ho that you was loving try to mind fuck you
Vicious life of crime, can't retire from it
Russian Jewish lawyer tell the truth to me
All my other lawyers, they just lied to me
You get locked up, who gon' ride for ya?
Someone try something, who gon slide for ya?
You will never love me like
My daughter love me
Everything funny, she gon' cry for me
Bread Winner, yeah, I'ma die for it
Blood on the money, doing time for it
Penitentiary charge, stood in line for it
Wanted elevation, went and grind for it
Judged a nigga coming from under the gutter
Turned nothing into major status
Currency counter, been clicking my
Fingertips and envisionin', paper addict
All of the paths were paved, we're set
We made it out, now we raising glasses

I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs
I been feeling myself
Pull up and I switch lanes
Call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else
I need a big bag, I'm tryna do big thangs
I been feeling myself
Pull up and I switch lanes
Call me by my nickname, fuck everyone else

I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
Applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
I'm applying the pressure
Applying the pressure now