"Heavy" lyrics

"Heavy"

First thing first nigga get to the script
If my life was a movie, this shit be a thriller
Mama know that she raised a fuckin gorilla
And I ain't finna play around with none of these niggas

Puffed a blunt off of gas, we ain't smokin no reggie
I'm rockin a $5 tee with Giuseppe
Had lunch with an Asian, we ate some spaghetti
This weight on my shoulder, its started to get heavy

Everyday it's a new nigga think he killa
Everyday a new bitch think her booty gettin bigger
Got stripes on her ass so a stripper named tigger
In finna go pick up these Forces from villa's

They 2 moves ahead this not checkers its check
Call me 2z king kong, I'll beat on my chest
Better sharpen your pencils when you come to test
We not working shit out, this not P90x

Like some meat in the freezer I'm going my hardest
Let's pull out our bags, lets see who got the largest
This shit not a joke, used to sleep on the carpet
Whenever I hit, I hit right on the target

You can make ya lil mentions, just don't mention me
Its blood in my eyes, so I barely can see
I been blowin these nuggets, I barely can breathe
I'm so used to the cold cause it barely was heated

So much weed in this wood, this bitch fallin apart
No key for this car gotta push it to start
It ain't nothing in this water but leeches and sharks
I'm up at the base knock this shit out the park

Keep ya head on a swivel, it's hot as Nevada
Bitch way before rap I was poppin my collar
I knew I be something when I was a toddler
My interests ain't meeted if it ain't a dollar

Now days is a comedy, this shit make me chuckle
Bitch I got my hand in my back like its ruffles
Was stuck in the rain I was walkin through puddles
I got all this shit I got straight off the muscle

They proud how I turned from a man from a boy
Dont play with me nigga go play with some toys
This cookie og this is not chips ahoy
I can every round in this bitch like I'm floyd

First thing first, nigga get to the script
If my life was a movie, this shit be a thriller
Mama know that she raised a fuckin gorilla
And I ain't finna play around with none of these niggas

Puffed a blunt off of gas, we ain't smokin no reggie
I'm rockin a $5 tee with Giuseppe
Had lunch with an Asian, we ate some spaghetti
This weight on my shoulder, its started to get heavy


Writer(s): Jordan Hutchins, Robert Magee, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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