Cosby Sweater

[Produced by Suffa] [Intro: Pressure] Watch me do my thing, get Lost into my scene, yeah Hot like New Orleans in Cosby crew and jeans, yeah [Verse 1: Pressure] They’re not awakened, stare a lot and vacant Living in conditions of the modern matrix Only bare arms when I’m proper naked Only point I made with a bullet was on paper Ain’t here to fight some dude or fuck around with his spouse Rather light your mood and burn it down with the house Till your hype from the groove on account of the bounce And looking like Tom Cruise, up and down on a couch Status never mattered ever, act however Like Christine Aguilera, just let yourself go Mad at Pressure, an endeavour that is better left Pristine track and record to let you all know That we would be Kings even homeless Building these kingdoms our own just Slap a rapper like Solange Knowles Till they’re gathering they no longer matter like a black hole [Pre-Hook] And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good [Hook] I feel like Bobby Fischer Always four moves ahead of My competition listen They ain’t gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Biggie Swear it could not get better I feel in charge like Biggie Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater [Verse 2: Suffa] I'mma step up every chance when I rumble They all call me champ of the jungle, it’s fitting I'mma get drunk and dance like your uncle Till I’m all hands like your uncle, I’m kidding The venomous inventor, when I enter then it's over When I’m spitting venom I’m as generous as Oprah You get a scar, you get a scar, you get a scar Me? Drunk in the back of a rental car Pat Benatar brah, love’s a battlefield Here to get you out your seat like a battle drill I’m in the saddle still, a little saddle sore Smash you out the stratosphere, flashy as a matador When I’m dressed like Theo’s dad In a Coogi listening to Kool G Rap I won’t beat around the bush like a seventies porn I’ll make you wish that you’d never been born and it’s all good [Pre-Hook] And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good [Hook] I feel like Bobby Fischer Always four moves ahead of My competition listen They ain’t gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Biggie Swear it could not get better I feel in charge like Biggie Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater [Verse 3: Pressure & Suffa] Take a ride on the wild side of this alley We can fire up the night like Prince Harry Fuck the high life, we can vibe like We got white lines hanging from behind like we’re just married I’ll turn the art form in a blood sport And make pea soup outta of a pea brain They wanna run these streets like parkour? I’d rather run these tracks like a steam train [Hook] I feel like Bobby Fischer Always four moves ahead of My competition listen They ain’t gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Biggie Swear it could not get better I feel in charge like Biggie Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater Wearing that Cosby Sweater