The Rangers - pressed Lyrics

Rubbing shoulders with the niggas that be killing me
I got friends who dont know what to with me
They claim love me but they dont they jus envy me
It dont mean that i don't give a f*ck about that
I feel no remorse I'm mad
They pressed about shit i dont care
It don't mean that i don't give a f*ck I'm feeling mad
I fix my plate i fix my mamas plate
I demonstrate what these niggas that they claim they hate
I been man i dont mean to f*cken brag
I put roof over aunt & my cousin cuz he nag
Shoulda believed when i left i was on to the mission
Now i bring back it they say i got it well it was part of my vision
I couldn't quit when everybody was jus doubting my vision
Thats when i knew i was destined to becoming the best
Are you the best?
Nah I'm the worst
Well that's just sad
My records watered down like flowers
I don't do this shit either
I'm heading straight for what is ours in the garden of Eden
Holden pallete on my lap don't bite the hand that is feeding
My only residue is don't comfort to niggas who's bleeding
Well that's just mad
Only me on a pedestal I'm feeling like meda God cause that's just
Madness on another level
So I don't wanna be a rebel I just wanna swivel
I'm a snich the only one who spoke and no ever received it
The black sheep in this duo man
The quietest nigga in the band
Well that's so pressed
No pun intended but ya'll niggas wilding
Confiding
I know ya'll want more you can never find it