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Buda & Grandz - HEAVY (Bonus) lyrics

Artist: Buda & Grandz

album: Book of David (Deluxe)


See the problem is you trust too many niggas
Cut them niggers off man
Got used to cutting ties
A bunch of niggas I had love for
Medics like the pharmacy
More pistols than the gun store (more)
Knowing I could run the extra mile
Fuck would I punt for (why would I)
A road runner
I was in traffic fore I did one tour
Seen some shit that made me pray
Run around with felons
Get your melon hit
Leave it on the court
Cause niggas came to play (leave it)
On my line stressing
Telling me
I need to change my ways (fucks)
I ran up like three milli on gang
How could I stay the same (how)
Louis Vuitton ball kicks
Water from the district
This is not that out the mall shit (water)
You ain't been online
We checked your story get your dog hit
Fly nigga talk shit
High nigga starship
Plug in Detroit
Fiends biting he selling dog shit
It's fentanyl
Canine sniff the trunk I make the dog sick
Don't get involved bullets made his jeans skinny
He used to shop at big and tall
Ask him how he know me
Tryna bro me
That ain't my nigga dog
Really ain't your dog if you fall out
And there's a chick involved
Shorty couldn't handle getting punched
He got a stick involved
Shots ricochet off the pavement
Knock the lit one off
All for the love of this money
Hundreds we peelin off heavy
I remember talking bout this lifestyle with my celly
(Remember)
Even if you thinking that
We light we pull up heavy
Looking at them jeans
I almost crashed that ass so heavy
Fucking up my back
This chain I got on is so heavy
Plain Jane Prezi speakers blasting Machiavelli
(Pac)
Pillow talking niggas
Asking bitches what they tell me
(I know)
If there ain't no more bullets
I promise this knife is ready
(I promise)
Weight all on my shoulders made me stronger
Life is heavy (Heavy)
Heavy
I feel like big L smoking this L got on my helli (rest up)
I got out the projects
Shouts to Nas
Fuck you gon tell me (let's go)
I'm walking through Kingston
Like I'm Tommy buns and Belly
I know some St. Louis bitches treat me like I'm Nelly
Nigga you ain't ballin like the jelly fam
You jelly (jelly)
Spinning out the lot Forgiato's or Pirelli (skkrr)
Plenty early mornings on that corner in my pelly
Could have bust another rollie down
I bought a deli
I know about late nights
With real hitters that break night (I know)
You won't make it to the daylight
Shock niggas like stage freight
Day party at daylight
That's Vegas I hit BT
She die to know what I taste like
Idle threats I don't take light
Mami just got her ass done
Know how I know it don't shake right
Niggas die young we don't age right
We don't get old
We just take flight
Another bottle get cracked open
Some niggas act like they hate life
I don't trust nothing keep two Kay's like ye wife
I remember talking bout this lifestyle with my celly
(Remember)
Even if you thinking that
We light we pull up heavy
Looking at them jeans
I almost crashed that ass so heavy
Fucking up my back
This chain I got on is so heavy
Plain Jane Prezi speakers blasting Machiavelli
(Pac)
Pillow talking niggas
Asking bitches what they tell me
(I know)
If there ain't no more bullets
I promise this knife is ready
(I promise)
Weight all on my shoulders made me stronger
Life is heavy
Heavy

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