Heavy

The other night i had a dream about some bands
I told myself that imma make it
I ain't holding niggas hands
17 but bitch I been the man Im in the sky right now
I dont really wanna land
You would think I hate soda the way I'm dodging the can
The way y'all niggas switching to bitches I'm thinking y'all trans
If a nigga wanna try me tell that boy that he can
The consequences gone be heavy do you get what I'm saying?

I'm steady chasing after pros I ain't chasin no bitch
Goals of Audemar bussdown big face on my wrist
Yea some niggas wanna stop me they ain't stopping me bitch
Why them niggas want to stop me and they don't want to get rich
Aye it's okay yea it's cool
Cause imma be at the top these lil niggas gone drool
And think damn why I hate on him and not make moves
You ain't got no grind you broke recipe to lose
Pain on the daily I let that shit off in the stu
The devil tryna get to me but he ain't really comin' through
Aye cause bitch I'm focused on this cash
A lot of niggas wanna get rich but ain't really got no plan
My advice to you you should probably stay in class
Boys pull up in blue you could bet I do the dash
I'm a heart breaker baby I cant be your man
So just take a step back im too high don't wanna land

The other night i had a dream about some bands
I told myself that imma make it
I ain't holding niggas hands
17 but bitch I been the man
Im in the sky right now i dont really wanna land
You would think I hate soda the way I'm dodging the can
The way y'all niggas switching to bitches I'm thinking y'all trans
If a nigga wanna try me tell that boy that he can
The consequences gone be heavy do you get what I'm saying?

Brand new S550 coupe yea that's motivation
In the back seat smoking cookie with a bitch and she blasian
The way a nigga blowing trees you would think I'm jamacain
The way a nigga chasing cheese you would think I'm impatient
Bitch I wanna eat I I'm feeling like a dog that's caged in
If a bitch wanna leave tell that girl I ain't chasin
I got bigger better things that got a young nigga racin
Foreign whips foreign chicks but I gotta be patient
Gas so strong that your bitch probably thought that I laced it
I'm TTG I got goals Im working 'till imma make it
Police on my ass I ain't writing no fuckin statement
If niggas hoes then I'm shooting shit yea I'm finna paint him
Opps calling 12 why the fuck you bringing the jakes in
I just did 60 down a backroad cops thought we were racin aye
But bitch I'm racing to this cash
I ain't finna stop 'till I'm in a mansion by the sand

The other night i had a dream about some bands
I told myself that imma make it
I ain't holding niggas hands
17 but bitch I been the man
Im in the sky right now i dont really wanna land
You would think I hate soda the way I'm dodging the can
The way y'all niggas switching to bitches I'm thinking y'all trans
If a nigga wanna try me tell that boy that he can
The consequences gone be heavy do you get what I'm saying?



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Writer(s): Atira Young
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