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Personality constructed from dead skin
personality discarded on roads & in vapour
	exhalation of pressure from the lung
a bottleneck of history where

feelings you felt like a cage

Why you putting so much pressure
Why you trynna make me change
I was giving you love
I just tryna give you space
It took me

that you swimming in 
Its best 
To apply pressure 
Better hold down 
Don't let up

Feel it in the...
Feel it in the vapours 
They gone feel it in

[Intro:]
Big Big Sean
Big Big Sean

[Hook:]
I go in
I go hard
[repeated]
If you really wanna talk about Good
I'm good

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Pressure

smoking petrol
Going up on my Instagram, I can't feel the pressure
The gas it help the pressure, the gas help my depression
The camera focus on me, I swear

Soots in mah brain?
My tail came and stuck a
Foot in mah brain
Can't take the pressure
Berks on mah break are like
Yowsa gesundheit
Eurotrashin' it

When life gives you lemons, spark it up and stay in fiction
I'm pulsating, smoke vapours, ghost chasing
They got new money, still the same old wastemen

I thought I saw your face again
Pictures stuck inside my head
Nostalgia got me caving in
You left your jacket on my bed
Smoke out the window, vapour

on the highway to despair
Wish I can share, all the shit I have, confidentiality

My niggas looking clean with the vapours
A fit of it, blowing smoke, oh shit, I'm

a 7 before it's eleven
I'm disconnected I'm feeling severed  I'm kicking back like its sabbath for ever
Took a sabbatical from all  the pressure was

your life
Aya kanjani with a bang bang banger
Bachke rehna lage teri life in danger
Call me bazigar i know its my major
Jalne wale jalke bane sare vapour

know who can
And you know that I'll dance
(I'll dance)
(I'll dance)

(I look so good)
Blue vapour under liquid moonlight
(I feel so good)
The softest

by a drop of bigger pain, or crushed by the
Pressure
Of a load of undigested meat, or quenched by the disorder of an ill-placed
Humour

Homer calls man

look under hood
Not the Tesla but ghetto pressures
My non deplume is Negus
Royal behaviours, son of the sages
Explains why I’m still filling pages
It

home grown in the unknown an all on my own,
Murrey mixed wid jackie papers,
Skylines of sky-scrapers,
these vapours have got me vacant
like theres no one