Lucky Daye – Apply Pressure Lyrics

Apply Pressure Lyrics by Lucky Daye

I’ll be shootin’ my shot again, applyin’ pressure
He tryna lock you down, but don’t let him
Mami, told me how I put it down, ain’t no better
This love it’ll knock you down, it don’t let up
Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-huh)? It don’t measure
I’m like a-choo, excuse ’em, but don’t bless ’em
Comin’ soon, me and you apply pressure
Tell your crew that’s it’s true, and don’t stress us

Who you run away?
Oh, don’t walk away
You’re tellin’ me to go, I need me to stay
I got in on your mind, seen it on your face
I’m crashin’ from behind, I don’t need no brakes
It’s odd hours, in your dark thoughts, hit my line
It’s off course, bring it back, baby, and rewind
Is you lost or can we talk more? Hit my line (Uh)

I ain’t pointin’ blames, but that body wrong
Fuckin’ up my brain, girl, you turn me on
I, I, I saw you two times, I’m your loop now, replay it
I don’t mean to make you stay here, but before you go
‘Fore you go

I’ll be shootin’ my shot again, applyin’ pressure
He tryna lock you down, but don’t let him
Mami, told me how I put it down, ain’t no better
This love it’ll knock you down, it don’t let up
Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-huh)? It don’t measure
Ah like a-choo, excuse ’em, but don’t bless ’em
Comin’ soon, me and you, apply pressure
Tell your crew that’s it’s true, and don’t stress us

Listenin’ to my ego
We could’ve left it alone, never worry ’bout anywhere we go (Ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh)
You give me a winding road, you keep my wheels turnin’ (Turnin’)
You give me my starry roads, stay until the mornin’
Oh-oh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I ain’t pointin’ blames, but that body wrong
Fuckin’ up my brain, girl, you turn me on
I, I, I saw you two times, I’m your loop now, replay it
I don’t mean to make you stay here, but before you go
‘Fore you go

I’ll be shootin’ my shot again, applyin’ pressure
He tryna lock you down, but don’t let him
Mami, told me how I put it down, ain’t no better
This love it’ll knock you down, it don’t let up
Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-huh)? It don’t measure
Ah like a-choo, excuse ’em, but don’t bless ’em
Comin’ soon, me and you, applyin’ pressure
Tell your crew that’s it’s true, and don’t stress us

I’m applyin’ pressure