Pain Pressure Paranoia - Lloyd Banks

Uh, I love the pressure, pressure’ll build ya character stronger

Here comes the pain, you’d much rather be back on the corner

That paranoia, have you thinkin' niggas tryna scheme on ya

But that’s my life, maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right

I numb the pain, been dealin' with that heartache since a boy

Paranoid, in a world where they love to build and destroy

Fuck a lecture, I’ma need what you owe me and extra

There’s nothin' that you can tell me 'bout this pressure (pressure…)

Uh, droppin' a bag’ll fill anyone’s block with shooters

Are you really my friend or an opportunist?

Bet this life’ll be beautiful without the rumors

Truth is, niggas’ll show their colours as soon as you flip the Rubix

Money’ll never fill the void of ya family, easy to prove this

Ain’t no make up amount to cover the bruises once the pain paints ya

Ya claimin' to be somethin' you really ain’t, ain’t ya?

Another parent that’s grievin' over a fake gangsta

Losin' a father feels like a .50 cal

Then losin' a grandmother, damn, it hit me now

Movin' too fast, 'til bad news showed up to sit me down

Like what the fuck you doin', you think it’s been somethin' proven?

Pain is never seein' ya dog again

Especially when he’s been more solid than all ya friends

Few numbers saved in my phone, wish I could call again

Give it all up just to go back to how it’s always been

Uh, I love the pressure, pressure’ll build ya character stronger

Here comes the pain, you’d much rather be back on the corner

That paranoia, have you thinkin' niggas tryna scheme on ya

But that’s my life, maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right

I numb the pain, been dealin' with that heartache since a boy

Paranoid, in a world where they love to build and destroy

Fuck a lecture, I’ma need what you owe me and extra

There’s nothin' that you can tell me 'bout this pressure (pressure…)

Uh, I’m out here chillin', probably find a space to switch up by Friday

I circle the block a couple times, before I turn in my driveway

Maybe I’m buggin', but niggas be out here dyin' for nothin'

My blood is rushin', to the thought of karma as repercussion

And I don’t wanna hear about when, where, and who did what to him

Fuck is you callin' me with info like that, what drug is you usin'?

Get a permanent sleep, too comfortable snoozin'

Nine out of ten, it’s somebody that knows ya movements

I’m cool with you, but who’s ya man?

Forget I asked

Just make sure that my first time seein' him is my last

Don’t even trust certain kin to me, no exceptions

With life and death, ain’t no chalkin' up imperfections

Not only will niggas say anything, they’ll rehearse it too

If you never get to know where I live at, don’t take it personal

Party with perpetrators, same person’ll end up hurtin' you

On purpose you, roll the window on 'em, close up the curtain too

Uh, I love the pressure, pressure’ll build ya character stronger

Here comes the pain, you’d much rather be back on the corner

That paranoia, have you thinkin' niggas tryna scheme on ya

But that’s my life, maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right

I numb the pain, been dealin' with that heartache since a boy

Paranoid, in a world where they love to build and destroy

Fuck a lecture, I’ma need what you owe me and extra

There’s nothin' that you can tell me 'bout this pressure (pressure…)

Uh, any rise to success is better with balancin'

Would it really mean shit if it wasn’t challengin'?

Losin' is only embarrassin' if you stay down

Trey pound when you ball, entertainment’s the devil’s playground

So many drop, it’s a constant struggle to stay round

Medic supply the pressure, lost 'em all to the same sound

Two decades worth of recordings, feels like I never miss

A thousand hours recordin' makes it look effortless

Sometimes ya worst obstacle is yourself, agreed opponent

Lovely to overcome downfalls when they prayin' on it

When you up a dilemma sounds like a favor, don’t it?

Claimin' they ridin' for ya, got fucked up ways to show it

You don’t gave 'em hunnid percent, you’ll regret it

Give 'til you empty, nobody is empathetic

Makin' them babies, leave somethin' they can inherit

Most of us had to break out the cycle without the leverage

Uh, I love the pressure, pressure’ll build ya character stronger

Here comes the pain, you’d much rather be back on the corner

That paranoia, have you thinkin' niggas tryna scheme on ya

But that’s my life, maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right

I numb the pain, been dealin' with that heartache since a boy

Paranoid, in a world where they love to build and destroy

Fuck a lecture, I’ma need what you owe me and extra

There’s nothin' that you can tell me 'bout this pressure (pressure…)