Peer Pressure

First Verse:

Who you think you is stepping too us ,what the fuck you want with my clique?
Ain't gon roll around putting work in town you must be up on that shit
What set you rep, what shit did you flip? Is you blood, piru or crip?
Man you a little nigga, I go 0 to 80 to hit you with that four fifth
Aww naw man not starting no trouble, Heard about ya'll from my late great uncle
Don't want nothing from you,Heard about you heard some good things about you
And I must say that I love you like (Ay!), What's good my little nigga
What brings you here you got a lot of heart, I wouldn't squeeze the trigger we just posted up
Man these my homies up in my car
I'm just venturing out, got nowhere to go, My moms at home but I'm bout this work
She's drugged out got as many niggas, Phalanges can count shit really hurts
You don't want it in all honesty, These streets ain't half of who I am
I do this out of necessity I wonder why you wish your soul be damned ?
Well mom and daddy divorced so, I'm told that my soul don't really mean much
On TV God blessing trap niggas, And it's weaker to smile than to mean mug
Well AY!
You ain't bout this life, but if you really like, Let's hit up this club
All the bad bitches are willing to fuck, Man sniff the drugs, you see that butt?

Bridge:

She make it clap on me
Then clap on me
Then they clap for me
She put the clap on me
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap yeah
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Peer Pressure, Is this Peer Pressure?
It's not about Peer Pressure
Just Don't Succumb To That Superior Pressure
No jobs, fly in the guns
No education, turn to drugs

Chorus:
Force you out the hood, gentrification
Then committing suicide and man they aren't related
Liquor stores and crack distract and dismay us
Bring home values down they'll buy at cheaper payment
Then commit homicide but they're never related
Convict supremacists only if they say it
Hit you with the baretta
Supplier bout to server ties to my endevors
Pressure from superiors the pressure
GODDAMN!

Second Verse:
Yeah, this shit just came in handy, Feel like a nigga just won a grammy
Let's go take over Miami
And give me more of them keys, Baby show me all of your D's
Nigga let me hit that weed, Fore you go spraying that damn febreeze
Peer Pressure? Is this Peer Pressure?
It's not about Peer Pressure
Just don't succumb to that superior pressure
Get that gun in alley drink some this water, It's a little miscolored but it's usually brown
Where this gun from nigga I don't know, Must be from God if he's even around
All I know is niggas uptown, Be the main ones taking food out your mouth
I get it how I live it nigga, Give a fuck if it ain't enough to go around
I ain't no puppet fuck the puppeteer, Niggas uptown about to act up
You better treat the nine
Like you treat the broads my nigga
You better strap up

Bridge:
I put the cap in homie
Told me to clap the homie
Then I clapped the homie
Now they clapping for me
(gunshots)
Don't own planes, Don't own ships
Liquor stores, it's not making sense
Can't make no money, we the poorest
Flood the ghettos, no resources

Chorus:
Force you out the hood, gentrification
Then committing suicide and man they aren't releated
Liquor stores and crack distract and dismay us
Bring home values down they'll buy at cheaper payment
Then commit homicide but they're never related
Convict supremacists only if they say it
Hit you with the baretta
Supplier bout to server ties to my endevors
Pressure from superiors the pressure
GODDAMN!

Ending:

Got pressured by the damn man man, make ends meet here when no man can
Believe it's manufactured demanding
So it wasn't pressure from you, you got pressured by the damn man
It's either you or me it may as well be you! That's all part of the plan nigga