Artist: OG Maco Album: OG Maco Song: No Pressure Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] No pressure, it's no pressure Just pressure inside my gauze No effort, truthfully most of these niggas fraud Pancake hundreds, stacking, I hop on planes for the nachos Up here plotting on extra leg room [Verse] Plotting on a few estates Bet I get my acreage up, taking care of home first Then I build my haters up, equal opportunity If it's some for you, it's more for me Tell em how it's supposed to be Direct, not metaphorically Forgi's on McLaren feet, I see it when I go to sleep I eat my pain along with steak and lobster tail I remember telling my cellmate, this some fuck shit This that duck shit, what they really want from a nigga? Just some dumb shit, dirty gun, wrong place shit Reaching for your wallet, gun in face shit I'm praying to God while I'm rapping, I make shit [?] I ain't sparing, chase the rod, bitches suck me good till I'm hard Baby bounce that ass till I'm soft, this life reserved for a boss Type of nigga who don't look at costs, he just look at work Born to get it, motherfucker want it There's no pressure cause we dancing for it There's no question they been waiting on us [Chorus x2]