T.A.M.B”

[Intro]
Yeah
To all my brothas…
PMX
Pressure Made X
We came from the mud, now we walk like we own it
Fuck bein’ regular

[Hook]
To all my brothas, keep your foot on they neck
If they talkin’ that shit, put that shit to the test
We was built in the fire, now we hotter than hell
Pressure turned us to diamonds, now we wear it like wealth

Fuck a fake-ass friend, I can see through the cap
Talkin’ big on the net, then be quiet in person, that’s facts
We don’t beg for respect, we demand that shit back
To all my fuckin’ brothas, put the whole damn city on wax

[Verse 1]
I came from the basement, now I’m buildin’ a mansion
Pressure on my shoulders, turned the weight into traction
Life threw me punches, I turned every one to a caption
Now I’m talkin’ my shit like a motherfuckin’ action

I ain’t gotta chase clout, that shit chase me
Fake love got a mask, motherfucker, I can see
I been swimmin’ through the bullshit, ain’t no way that shit can drown me
If the pressure make diamonds, then that pressure made me

Made me? Made me what? A problem with a purpose
Purpose? What’s the purpose? Get the money, make ‘em nervous
Nervous? Why they nervous? Cuz they know the kid is workin’
Workin’? I been workin’ while these pussy-ass niggas lurkin’

[Flow Switch]
Quick talk, slick walk, big pressure, no brakes
Cold heart, sharp mind, every move got weight
I don’t fold, I adapt, every loss got shaped
Turn a crack in the road to a motherfuckin’ escape

[Hook]
To all my brothas, keep your foot on they neck
If they talkin’ that shit, put that shit to the test
We was built in the fire, now we hotter than hell
Pressure turned us to diamonds, now we wear it like wealth

Fuck a fake-ass friend, I can see through the cap
Talkin’ big on the net, then be quiet in person, that’s facts
We don’t beg for respect, we demand that shit back
To all my fuckin’ brothas, put the whole damn city on wax

[Verse 2]
I got wolves in the circle, ain’t no sheep in the pack
Every brotha got a scar, but we turned that shit to stats
If life is a chessboard, I’ma move like a king
If pressure is a furnace, watch me forge everything

I been down, came up, then I doubled my pace
Had the world on my back, still I smiled in they face
They expected me to break, I made strength out the weight
Now I’m breakin’ every limit like the limit got erased

Fuck what they say, I’ma write my own rules
Every loss was a lesson, every scar was a tool
They was sleepin’ on the kid, now I’m wakin’ the room
PMX on the rise, motherfucker, make some room

[PMX Echo Flow]
Make some room — room for what?
For the pressure — pressure what?
Pressure made — made me what?
Made me PMX — that’s enough.

[PMX Double-Take / Flip Punch]
I don’t need luck, I need work
Work? I need more
More? I need pressure
Pressure? I need war

Not war with a man — war with the version of me
That was scared of the future and too blind to see
Now I look in the mirror like, “Bitch, better be ready”
Cuz I’m comin’ for everything that I said I would be

[Final Hook]
To all my brothas, keep your foot on they neck
If they talkin’ that shit, put that shit to the test
We was built in the fire, now we hotter than hell
Pressure turned us to diamonds, now we wear it like wealth

Fuck a fake-ass friend, I can see through the cap
Talkin’ big on the net, then be quiet in person, that’s facts
We don’t beg for respect, we demand that shit back
To all my fuckin’ brothas — PMX on the map

[Outro]
To all my brothas…
Keep pushin’.
Keep buildin’.
Keep applyin’ that pressure.

They can doubt you.
They can laugh.
They can talk that bullshit.

Fuck all that.

Pressure Made X.
PMX. 🩸⛓️❌