Heavy Load
(Ant Chamberlain that's 100 points)
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
I'm living out a dream so I ain't gotta be rich
I save a lil money so when I'm broke I get fixed
I'm praying for my niggas all behind thta fence
That got fucked by the system and don't deserve that shit
I got a cousin on crack, he tryna shake back
But that shit got his soul
I see the pain when I look up in my auntie eyes
I know she already know
Ay, that's why I be going so hard
I just refuse to lose ay
I see the blood on the money ye
And on my Louboutin shoes ay
Get you a mop and a broom
Yo flow still ain't clean like this
Put my struggle on the beat, now let me sing my shit
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
Put two hands together, drop my head to the dirt
Imma pray for you I hope you pray for me
I know when they see me they judge my melanin first
A successful young brother is what they hate to see
They asking me questions, aye Guru when you gone blow
I'm just waiting on my time
See I was born a star that shit destin to happen
I gotta God Given Grind (3G) ay
I'm groovy as a lava lamp I got these bitches flockin'
They dread my success, I can see their hair lockin'
See here's a pizza me without the pepperoni toppings
Ask the bread and cheese I'm gettin' to it I ain't stoppin' ya ya ya
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
I'm living out a dream so I ain't gotta be rich
I save a lil money so when I'm broke I get fixed
I'm praying for my niggas all behind thta fence
That got fucked by the system and don't deserve that shit
I got a cousin on crack, he tryna shake back
But that shit got his soul
I see the pain when I look up in my auntie eyes
I know she already know
Ay, that's why I be going so hard
I just refuse to lose ay
I see the blood on the money ye
And on my Louboutin shoes ay
Get you a mop and a broom
Yo flow still ain't clean like this
Put my struggle on the beat, now let me sing my shit
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
Put two hands together, drop my head to the dirt
Imma pray for you I hope you pray for me
I know when they see me they judge my melanin first
A successful young brother is what they hate to see
They asking me questions, aye Guru when you gone blow
I'm just waiting on my time
See I was born a star that shit destin to happen
I gotta God Given Grind (3G) ay
I'm groovy as a lava lamp I got these bitches flockin'
They dread my success, I can see their hair lockin'
See here's a pizza me without the pepperoni toppings
Ask the bread and cheese I'm gettin' to it I ain't stoppin' ya ya ya
I know my granny still praying for me
She know I got a heavy load
I told my niggas please pray for me
'Cause I don't know how this gone go, ay
We pull up with brake sticks like this a dog fight
This shit look like almond milk, my outfit off white
I'm not workin' for the man like I'm on strike
I'm self employed but if I fail it's gone be alright, ay
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Writer(s): Jourdan Mcgowan
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