🎵 TOO MUCH PRESSURE // by Christopher Syncere

5 ContributorsTOO MUCH PRESSURE Lyrics [Intro: Christopher Syncere] Syncere [Pre-Chorus: Christopher Syncere] Ayy, I was in the valley, I was tryna find the way, yeah I just rolled up out of bed and wrote this, what a day, yeah If I die tonight, I pray the Lord my soul to take, yeah I just cleaned up all the food that's sittin' on my plate, yeah It's on my plate, yeah [Chorus: Coop & Henrik] Tell 'em I got too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure (I got, I got, I got) [Verse 1: Henrik] Ayy, uh Too much pressure on me, boy, I feel like David Bowie (Yeah) Goofies wanna talk but they won't ever take the time to know me (No) Shoutout from the outside, pressin' in, killin' slow (Pff) Told 'em 'bout the Hero but they treat me like a villain, though (Ayy, yeah) Prayin' hard to the Lord, He gon' set it off They can talk (Talk) on my boys, we don't get involved Devil tryna hit me up but we don't really get along (Yeah) Tryna cap all on my heads so bro, I had to keep the fit on All my brodies get it done, super lowkey, Hiddleston They ain't see us comin' like we came up with the hit-and-run Too much pressure on me (I got, I got) I got too much, I got too much (I got, I got) [Pre-Chorus: Christopher Syncere] Ayy, I was in the valley, I was tryna find the way, yeah I just rolled up out of bed and wrote this, what a day, yeah If I die tonight, I pray the Lord my soul to take, yeah I just cleaned up all the food that's sittin' on my plate, yeah It's on my plate, yeah [Chorus: Coop] Tell 'em I got too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure [Verse 2: Christopher Syncere] Ayy, I was Peter Pan in my past life (My past life) Now I live inside the water, I was baptized (Yeah, yeah) I've been livin' like this is my last night (It's my last night) I'm just tryna see Him when I flatline (Ayy, ayy) And I got bluefaces in the water, ayy (Water) Put this all inside the offering (Offering) You got problems, I could solve it (Ayy) You got problems, I could solve it, ayy (Ayy) Pull up in it, what you call it? (Call it) Can't sleep, I'm a workaholic, ayy ('Holic) Can't sleep, I'm a workaholic (Woah) Eastside hero to the coffin And I grew up jumpin' on demons, no Jeff Hardy (No Jeff Hardy) And I can't be comin' with no girl that only want party (Ayy) 'Cause I got baggage I'ma let back in, and I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry) And I been fastin' for a few weeks in, but I ain't starvin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah) [Pre-Chorus: Christopher Syncere] I was tryna find the way, yeah I just rolled up out of bed and wrote this, what a day, yeah If I die tonight, I pray the Lord my soul to take, yeah I just cleaned up all the food that's sittin' on my plate, yeah It's on my plate, yeah [Chorus: Coop] Tell 'em I got too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure on me, had to let it go Too much pressure