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(Pressure, Pressure, Pressure)
(Pressure, Pressure)
(Pressure, Pressure)
(Pressure, Pressure)

Baby know I ain't like the rest now
I'm trying my best
Trynna get it off my chest
Trynna get rid of all this stress, like how?
Tell me what you need
What you fein right now
I'mma stay 10, yeah 10 toes down
Baby know me, i'm applying the pressure
Smoking on spliff I won't stress her
She said she love me but I will not let her
Talking down on me like I need a lecture
She trip on things yeah I just don't get her
Ride around town trynna look for some plays
Yeah I ain't talk to my lady in days
Tears me apart & I'm feeling the pain
Baby you know I been stuck in my ways
(Know i ain't like the rest now)
(I'm trying my best)
(I'm trying my best)
(I'm trying my best)
(Trynna make it all make sense now)
(I'm trying my best)
(I'm trying my best)
(I'm trying my best)

Baby know I ain't like the rest now
I'm trying my best
Trynna get it off my chest
Trynna get rid of all this stress, like how?
Tell me what you need
What you fein right now
I'mma stay 10, yeah 10 toes down
Baby know me, i'm applying the pressure
Smoking on spliff I won't stress her
She said she love me but I will not let her
Talking down on me like I need a lecture
She trip on things yeah I just don't get her
Ride around town trynna look for some plays
Yeah I ain't talk to my lady in days
Tears me apart & I'm feeling the pain
Baby you know I been stuck in my ways

(Applying the pressure)
(Smoking on pressure, pressure)
(Applying the pressure, pressure)
(I just don't get her)
(I just don't get her)
(Get her)

preshuh!

You said you don't fuck with me
You said I'm a problem
Yeah you got a lot of those
& you don't like to solve em
I been zooted in the back of candy painted coupes
Hanging with my kin
Yeah I'm hanging with my troops
They don't like to talk
They don't really fuck with you
Tripping off the shits
When they see me up on the news
"Oh you making music?"
Are you stupid or you new?
Thought you fucking knew
Of course I fucking do

It's alright, it's okay
Caught a flight to LA
I ain't tripping, I'm okay
Pretty bitch, little waist
Do you love me?
Yeah always
Yeah always
Asked you how you felt
But you don't really feel the same
I left my heart at the bank
95 Interstate
Swer-swerving switching lanes
Yeah I'm in & out the states
Nothing ever feels the same
No one else but me to blame
I know life can be so hard
But nothing wrong with growing pains

You said you don't fuck with me
You said I'm a problem
Yeah you got a lot of those
& you don't like to solve em
I been zooted in the back of candy painted coupes
Hanging with my kin
Yeah I'm hanging with my troops
They don't like to talk
They don't really fuck with you
Tripping off the shits
When they see me up on the news
"Oh you making music?"
Are you stupid or you new?
Thought you fucking knew
Of course I fucking do

You been running around
In my mind I'm trynna find you
We been thugging out our problems since like high school
You can tell me anything I'm right beside you
Psh, they ain't nothing fucking like you
Nobody gon' love you
How you really fucking love yourself
Hate to run around & see you with somebody else
Shit is weighing down
It's weighing on my mental health
Yeah baby make sure that you love yourself

You said you don't fuck with me
You said I'm a problem
Yeah you got a lot of those
& you don't like to solve em
I been zooted in the back of candy painted coupes
Hanging with my kin
Yeah I'm hanging with my troops
They don't like to talk
They don't really fuck with you
Tripping off the shits
When they see me up on the news
"Oh you making music?"
Are you stupid or you new?
Thought you fucking knew
Of course I fucking do

Of course I fucking do
Of course I fucking do
Of course I fucking do
Of course I fucking do
Of course I fucking do

You said you don't fuck with me
You said I'm a problem
Yeah you got a lot of those
& you don't like to solve em
I been zooted in the back of candy painted coupes
Hanging with my kin
Yeah I'm hanging with my troops
They don't like to talk
They don't really fuck with you
Tripping off the shits
When they see me up on the news
"Oh you making music?"
Are you stupid or you new?
Thought you fucking knew
Of course I fucking do

ilyalways!

I'm just not ready for your trust
I'm just not ready for your love
I'm just not ready for you
I'm just not ready for you
I'm just not ready for your trust
I'm just not ready for your love
I'm just not ready for you
I'm just not ready for you
I'm just not ready, no

I'm just not ready for what you gon' call me over for
I'm just not liking how you always trynna up the score
Cause she like to go out & party
She like to sip on Bacardi
Hang with the boys & the goons
Man she feel so gnarly
Jump off that rope like Jeff Hardy
She said sorry not sorry
Look at my fit tight ass shirt
Yeah i'm rocking Ed Hardy
Lil dark haired bitch
Yeah she look like iCarly
Do you miss me, hardly
I'm just not ready for you
Said to slide through
The things that you do
You made me feel cool
Yeah my feelings for you
They feel so true
Tell me all the things in this world that you wanna do
Got me some hoes to balance my lows
Tell me how i'm feeling
You hit it right on the nose
But my feelings grow & your colors show
Feeling that i'm feeling yeah it's getting so old

Huh, uh
Yeah, I’m so outta love
Sorry baby girl, but yeah, I’m so outta love
Yeah, I’m sorry, I tell you baby, yeah I’m sorry
Gotta give that thanks, that’s to the guy up above 
Yeah, he really taught me ain’t no bitch I can trust
Yeah, he taught me — I tell you baby, yeah he taught me

In the snow, we was flippin’ the truck
Who was drivin’? That’s my brother Brax
In the air, I was thinkin’ ’bout stuff
Like how me and you perfectly match
Yeah, I could go rub on your back
This about you, we flippin’ the track
After COVID, they hearin’ the stuff
Yeah, I just like to kick in the cat
No, I ain’t worried ’bout nun
If you want her, I’m puttin’ her back
But she won’t deny it — yeah, when you go ask her, she sayin’ she had her some fun
Remember the time we would sit in the car and we gettin’ as high as the sun
They askin’ me how I deal with all this shit, and I tell ’em the smoke in my lungs

I'm just not ready for you
Said to slide through
The things that you do
You made me feel cool
Yeah my feelings for you
They feel so true
Tell me all the things in this world that you wanna do
Got me some hoes to balance my lows
Tell me how i'm feeling
You hit it right on the nose
But my feelings grow & your colors show
Feeling that i'm feeling yeah it's getting so old

notrdy4u! (ft. Rocket The Aviator)

Welcome to Run It Back Radio hosted by the one and only Craig Lone
When I'm not spinning the deck, your bitch is giving me neck
We got phones ringing off the hook right now here in the latest hour of Is It Gas or Is It Ass?

Hi, Craig, my sexy radio daddy
I love you and I love Run It Back Radio
Okay, so I really need you to play some of that new Quinn Ayers shit
Because it all hits harder than my ex and I just really need a boost today
So please play some for me

Or else I will come to the studio and I will let myself in and I will do it my fucking self
Okay, Craig?
I have the gas money and I have the fucking means
Do not test me. I am not fucking well, Craig
Okay, love you. Bye

I love you too, baby
We're gonna get right into this last caller though

Yo, that new Quinn Ayers' got my dick pressed against my zipper
And it hurts like a motherfucker.

djcraiglone!

Listen, listen, listen
You need to run it back & really listen to Q

Told you that you broke my heart
I swear you never listen
You drive me crazy
Got your key in the ignition
I try to explain my feelings
But you never listen
You broke my heart 3 times
You said this time was different

Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Where do I go
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Long way from home
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Covered in chrome
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Just leave me alone

Wish you could feel my pain now
Yeah you just fuck with my brain
Wish you would stay in your lane
Yeah baby girl you just drive me insane
Drive me as high as a plane, plane
Bad bitches sniffing on caine, caine
Said that you love me okay, kay
Why these bitches so cray, cray

I told you that you broke my heart
I swear you never listen
You drive me crazy
Got your key in the ignition
I try to explain my feelings
But you never listen
You broke my heart 3 times
You said this time was different

You asked me how i'm feeling
& I said I need some distance
Thought that you'd be faithful
But you not even a Christian
I try to explain my feelings
But I think they're better hidden
Why does loving you just feel just like a mission

Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Where do I go
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Long way from home
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Covered in chrome
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Just leave me alone

Where do I go
Long way from home
Covered in chrome
Just leave me alone