coMPRess Lyrics by Nasty C
Intro
Yeah
Chorus
I got problems all up to my neck
Compress, compress, compress
Can’t let them see me a mess, ’cause we playing chess, I keep it profesh
My girl is the reason I’m blessed, our son is the best
Wholesome flex
Everything in this life is a test
If I fail, I’ll do better the next
Verse
I need cheques on cheques on cheques (Cheques)
I’m really him in the flesh (Him)
I got them wond?rin’ how I did I go from a tata straight to a jet
I really got ’em, I r?ally got ’em
I really got ’em perplexed
Owe my haters a ‘L’, it’s a debt
Ain’t no room for a heart in my chest
Think I’m kiddin’ but this ain’t a creche
My biggest hater looks homeless
You tell me who the joke is
I would let bro cook
But bro don’t know where the stove is
That man desperate, hopeless
And he thinks we don’t notice
I’m always on point- cronus
Chorus
I got problems all up to my neck
Compress, compress, compress
Can’t let them see me a mess, ’cause we playing chess, I keep it profesh
My girl is the reason I’m blessed, our son is the best
Wholesome flex
Everything in this life is a test
If I fail, I’ll do better the next
Outro
I get cheques on cheques on cheques (Cheques)
I’m really him in the flesh (Him)
I got them wonderin’ how I did I go from a tata straight to a jet
I really got ’em, I really got ’em
I really got ’em perplexed
Part II
Chorus
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
I want nothing less (I want nothing less, yeah)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
Gimme my respect (Run me up a cheque)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
I want nothing less (I want nothing less, yeah)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
Gimme my respect (Run me up a cheque)
Verse
Long as I’m gettin’ this money then everything good, I’m aces
I don’t want nothin’ to do with you niggas, have fun in the matrix
Nappy headed black boy in the front of the plane, they look at me racist
Don’t have to tell me I’m doin’ better than they wish, It’s written all over their faces
I’m the shit and the ass
Niggas is all gas no mass
Niggas is all rap no class
All facts, no cap
All smoke, no dap
All jealousy and envy, ayy
Brodie say he got the fire, I lift up my shirt like Samesies
Walkin’ and slidin’ all over this beat, I got 808s caught in my laces
I treat a woman the same way I’m drinkin’ this Henny, I don’t wanna chase it
I treat a woman the same way I’m drinkin’ this Henny, I’m havin’ her naked
My career took off in the middle of a storm at first, so business was shaky
I’ve been flyin’ high lately
All this shade won’t shake me
Aim for the moon, shoot for the stars, all guns off safety
I’ve been flyin’ high lately
All this shade won’t shake me
Aim for the moon, shoot for the stars, all guns off safety
Chorus
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
I want nothing less (I want nothing less, yeah)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
Gimme my respect (Run me up a cheque)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
I want nothing less (I want nothing less, yeah)
Money, power, respect (Money and power, respect, money and power, respect)
Gimme my respect (Run me up a cheque)
