Logic - Under Pressure lyrics

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Dog 'round from a from a dog 'round once a
Dog 'round from a from a dog 'round once a
Dog 'round from a from a dog 'round

Work so fucking much
My greatest fear is I'ma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah
That's a milestone (I'm lovin' it)
People calling me, askin' me for money, man
(Uh) the only thing I'ma give you
Motherfuckers is the dial tone (yeah)

Flashbacks of a youngin' sippin'
That purple Kool-Aid
Skippin' school with my homies and
Chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, livin' how I'm livin'
Fuck 'em all bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup
Drivin' through the sticks


Who the bitch ridin' with me?
Man, the devil tryna get me
Motivated, under-educated, and hated
But finally gettin' cake like a happy belated
Bitch I made it, we on
Buy it, break it, roll it
Light it, smoke it, inhale it
Write it, record it, mix it
Master it, press it up, unveil it
Feel like I've been waitin' forever
Forever to inherit this is war, I declare it
Time is money, I can't spare it
Futuristic, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Slow it down, Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowin' up
Like spontaneous human combustion
My consumption is the illest
Section eight, I know you feel this
On the come up
Where they run up on you for nothin' at all
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first
Where my funds? EBT, that's the card
I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard
Uh, but it's hard

Uh, work so fuckin' much
My greatest fear is I'ma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah
That's a milestone
People callin' me, askin' me for money, man
The only thing I'ma give you
Motherfuckers is the dial tone

God damn, god damn, we at it again
Me and my homies that know me
Blowing up like the Taliban
Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up
Fuck around and get messed up
When I murder the rhyme, I'm livin' divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out
(And I'm dripped out) right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and
I got 'em all wonderin', "How so?"
On the down low, haters drown slow
On the down low, haters drown slow
Oh God, my God, we got it all right
Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right?
These fuckers facades, they just a mirage
Right? I said these fuckers facades
They just a mirage, right?
Uh, tell me that they love me
Know damn well that they don't give a fuck
I be on that finger-flippin' killin'
Shit up in the cut that's what's up
All these bitches out here tryna gas it up
This is everything I ever wanted
I can't pass it up life changed in a year
Couldn't happen fast enough
"Can I do it like you do it?" That's
What they be askin' us
White Benz, black card
Bitch better get your plastic up
Man, this shit is hella hard
But we never actin' up
Live it up, hold on to your dream
Don't ever give it up
Finally had my share of success, and shit
I can't get enough
Now they know my name through the nation
'Cause my single like that good shit, man
Always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic
Not through my affiliations
Stackin' profit on profit
From this music I'm makin'
Even Jesus had haters
So when you feelin' forsaken
Tell 'em jealous Judases who
This is, and man, that'll break 'em
And bitch, I'm still the same
Dash of autotune so y'all can feel the pain
Broke as fuck, back in that basement
Not a dollar to my name
Chasin' fame, chasin' glory
'til the day we make a story
Positive that life ain't mine
Bitch you can take that shit to Maury

Work so fuckin' much
My greatest fear is I'ma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah
That's a milestone
People callin' me, askin' me for money, man
The only thing I'ma give you
Motherfuckers is the dial tone

(Hello, no one is available
To take your call)
I been workin' hard, I been searchin' for God
I been workin' hard, I been searchin' for God
(Please leave a message after the tone)
Little brother, this is yo'
Sister, you're busy, i get you
But I insist you call me
Back 'cause I miss you
I wish you well, well, I wish you would call
'Cause lately it feel like I’m just
Not yo' sister at all all
Uh, I’m sorry for callin' and bawlin'
I’m all in
And I feel like I'm fallin' lately
It feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet
No man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of that
Man who raped me
And lately I, I feel more and more
Like mommy, I know I’m me, but still
You always seemed to pick up the
Phone and somehow I feel
Better, but you been answerin'
Me lesser and lesser
So I resorted to the pills in my dresser
I'm gone and as for oh no
He left and he ain’t comin' back
I hate him and if I see him
I swear I tell him that
No longer cookin' crack in my kitchen
Cuttin' an' sellin' that he broke my heart
That relationship been to hell and back
I been workin' hard, I been searchin' for God
I can feel the Devil around
Me as they all applaud
Promise you won't forget me
That you'll always be wit' me
And even when you gone I can
Call whenever he hit me under pressure
I've been feeling under pressure

Hey, son, this is your father
Don't mean to bother
How are you? Heard you were in town
But I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
To perish right by the Eiffel, come now
Please don't be spiteful of all my small talk
I think we're overdue a long talk
When I see kids around the way
I say how I'm your dad
It gets me thinkin' 'bout
Incredible moments we've had
And on the real
I'm tryin' so hard not to bug you
But do you think you could stop
Rappin' about my drug use?
I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend
Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19
And I love you I swear, Bobby
I know you're there
And when the time is right I
Know that you gon' take care
Of anything I need, of yo' family
Can I have some tickets to your next show?
Would you stand wit' me?
Can I have some money for my
New honey that's hella fine?
I forgot to mention I got
Divorced from yo' step-mom
My mind goin' crazy
But I still look hella calm
Maybe you could tell beep
I've been feelin' under pressure

Hey, what's up, bro? This Ralph
I didn't want much, man
Just calling to see what's going
On i know you're busy uh, Dad hit me up
It's his birthday today, but
I know you know that uh, yeah, he calling
He be tryna introduce me
To his new chick and stuff, man
I don't know how
To handle that i don't wanna
Tell him like nah, i ain't
Trying to meet her off top
You know? So what you
Think I should do? text me
I know you're busy
Dawg but he been callin' me
Saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring
His new chick and Brenda's like "Damn
He really tryna rock
Out with his new chick" 'cause you know we
All fuck with Debbie but I don't know
I don't know how to tell him
This shit so just hit
Me back whenever you got the time, man
I know there's more shit
On your plate you ain't you
Ain't gotta hit me, dawg
But if you do I'd appreciate it
When you back, love you
Do your thing swag RattPack all
Day, boy alright, nigga, hit me

Uh, yeah, dear family
I'm so sorry that I've been distant
Everything changed in an instant
My time has been inconsistent
I know that you been insistin'
I know that birthday I missed it
I swore I told my assistant
But I guess my mind is in another place
Thoughts off in another world
I started seein' another girl
It fell through, man, what a world
But I'm so focused on my craft
On employin' my staff such a perfectionist
I can't even finish this draft
This letter to the ones I love
The ones that I miss
Brothers and sisters that hit me
Up just to reminisce
Meanwhile, people outside of my
Blood askin' for favors
I don't owe you a fuckin' thing
You best switch yo' behavior
Truly remarkable how I barely know you
But somehow owe you When
You don't even know 'bout the
Shit I go through, uh
We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister
How yo' child? Come now, girl, give me a
Smile, come on, girl, don't do me foul
Sorry I ain't call before
But I'm callin' you right now
I heard that you was poppin' E
Stop resortin' to the vowel how my mama
How she doin'? Does she
Know what I'm pursuin'?
I ain't talk to her in years
That relationship she ruined
But sometimes I wake up and wonder
Just what the fuck I'm doin'
They say family is everything
I swear that shit the truth
I should spend it all with y'all
But I spend it in the booth
This is everything I love
This is everything I need
Never sacrifice this feelin' even though
My heart it bleed
This is everything I love, everything I need
Never sacrifice this feelin' even
Though my heart bleed under pressure
I've been feelin' under pressure

Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today
But I was in an AA meeting um
A friend of mine was
Celebrating four years so
I couldn't get you right then and then
When I did call you
You weren't able to answer or whatever
Just wonderin' how things are
Going deb and I aren't together anymore
Um livin' on my own, you know, um anyway
The whole
Family, even the family that you don’t know
My sisters and your aunts
That you've never met
Are very proud of you your cousins just love
You too anyway, son, I love you, i just
Want you to know that and just
Keep grindin', you know? And um
I don't wanna hear
You joinin' the Illuminati 'cause
Then I gotta kill ya hm hm, I love you, son
Bye