J. Cole – Applying Pressure Lyrics

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J. Cole – Applying Pressure Lyrics

J. Cole – Applying Pressure Lyrics

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, nigga (One two, one two, one)
The Off-Season (One two, one two, one two, one)
The Off-Season, nigga
We off of niggas (Ayy; that’s right)
The fuck you talkin’ bout? (That’s right; ayy)
Off of niggas (Yeah, ayy; vocal up a little more)

Ah, applying pressure
Started my grind with crime festers
And now it’s showing like they in they second trimester
That’s why a nigga’s throw a shot or two online
I pay no mind to their benign gestures
Nigga, please, I got my mind on much bigger things to say the least
My latest beat just sound like they was released by David East (What up East?)

Verses hit hard, never pitched hard or played the streets
These niggas whips are behind closed doors, can’t pay the lease
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with livin’ check to check ’cause most have to (I ain’t sayin’ that)
Instead of cappin’, why don’t you talk about being a broke rapper? (I ain’t sayin’ that)
That’s a perspective I respect because it’s real
What it’s like to be nice as fuck, but got to stress to pay the bills
That was me in ’08, seein’ no cake

Not even on dates I celebrated my birth
Just did the mental math and calculated my worth
Shit crazy, didn’t know I got more M’s than a real Slim Shady video (All I’m sayin’ is)
Big Boss, less Rick Ross more like a wavy Hideo…
Kojima, they tote steamers around the way we tippy-toe
‘Round crack vials and cold-blooded killers no reptiles
Just projectiles, from niggas salty you rockin’ the fresher textiles
I seen your best pals grow up and switch (I hate to see it)
Sometimes over a couple dollars, more often over a bitch
I can cap and say that I never scratched my jealousy’s itch

But thank God I conquered that ’cause if not I’d never be rich
Envy, keep your pockets empty, so just focus on you
If you broke and clownin’ a millionaire, the joke is on you
Money ain’t everything, I never say that (Never)
But niggas throw stones knowin’ they sell soul to get wherever they at (Come on, man)
Just know these verses is some shit they gon’ forever playback, nigga (Come on, nigga)

Hell yeah
Fuck, you know what it is nigga
Don’t even dare
Niggas try and act like they a bitch
That’s why I gotta flex sometimes
‘Cause niggas try ‘n act like you not that motherfuckin’ nigga like
Like you just really don’t do it how you do it
Like niggas really try to act like you don’t really do what you do

Nigga look you dead in your face
And really act like you don’t do it to the level that you do it
That’s why sometimes you gotta come through and just do it at the level that you do it in front of every nigga’ face
So they know the difference between you, the real niggas, and the mothafuckin’ fraudulent niggas, man

Don’t never get it fucked up
If a nigga can’t do it like you do it sometimes you just gotta do it in front of his fuckin’ face so he’ll know forever:
“Damn, that nigga did it how I always wanted to do it and I’ll never be able to do it like that”
Bitch there’s a difference

Written by J. Cole

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