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[Intro: Gunna]
(Wunna!)
Yeah, I told 'em pressure make diamonds
Now the Rollie don't tick, it’s timeless
Baguettes in the face, it’s blindin'
Too far gone, can't rewind it (Slatt)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Pressure made, I don’t fold
Everything I touch turn gold
I was down bad in the cold
Now I drip when I walk through the store
Cartier lens, I see clearer
Fake love don’t come near us
Whole gang full of them winners
If I eat, then my dawgs get dinner
[Verse 1: Gunna]
I got a vibe on the West
I got a check on the jet
I keep the gas in the press
We don’t do nothin’ but flex
Mixin' the Louie and Raf
Shawty gon’ throw it, I catch
Told her that love don’t last
Still, she gon’ run it right back
[Chorus: Gunna]
Pressure made, I don’t fold
Everything I touch turn gold
I was down bad in the cold
Now I drip when I walk through the store
Cartier lens, I see clearer
Fake love don’t come near us
Whole gang full of them winners
If I eat, then my dawgs get dinner
[Verse 2: Ehizdans]
I ain't never change for a deal
Real ones never beg for appeal
I came from a place where they hustle and kneel
Now I’m out here, just chasin' a mill
I be in the clouds when I talk to God
Life too fast, I can’t press pause
Mama say “Ehi, just guard your heart”
‘Cause fame go dey come with a couple scars (Facts)
Dem try but they no fit match my zone
Level dey different, I’m deep in my zone
Still ride solo when I fly out home
But I never feel lost, I be made from stone
[Chorus: Gunna & Ehizdans]
(Gunna)
Pressure made, I don’t fold
Everything I touch turn gold
I was down bad in the cold
Now I drip when I walk through the store
(Ehizdans)
Pressure made, yeah I glow
I don't brag, but they know
Every show, I bring that soul
Put my name on the globe
[Outro: Ehizdans & Gunna]
I be too clean, drip holy
They can’t hold me, lowkey
God been good, that’s facts
Tell ‘em Gunna and Dans, no cap
(Gunna)
Slatt! Yeah, pressure made us...
We diamonds now