Heavy

If a judge gave me life Ill probably cry
I'd look my babies in they eyes
Like sorry daddy tried
I watch how all these niggas lie
Really should I care
They screaming how they real
I just look like nigga where
I been Hardened by the politics of the streets
I got the proper hammer made to tenderize the beef
I told these niggas I'm a dad but I do G shit
I kept my nose semi clean so I can heat shit
Think I'm lying bro peep this
Money is the root of all evil
Niggas act like they immune to all the ways it can deceive you
It can have you plotting on or even kill your people
And thinking you can get away from them people and have a sequel
I'm teaching you people this
Don't be trying to get over on that hoe life's a bitch
Don't be giving up yo time to homies kuz they switch
Don't be giving up on yo dreams just to chase a bitch
Don't be quitting kuz you gone get rich off your niche

I been working 10 to 10 like a slave
My people say I'm crazy
My aunt's and uncles raised me
Taught me if I'm working then make sure them bitches pay me
The life that I have led some would say that it's amazing
Smothered in the sauce when I walk it's drip like gravy
Keep the sun close case they try to play you shady
Sticky keep it close locked and loaded at the ready
If I gotta come then you know I'm coming heavy
Heavy

I guess I gotta get in zone and speak my mind
How you cross a nigga out just kuz he wanna shine
He showed you loyalty and for you he'dq of did the time
Wasn't no line he wouldn't cross
Homeboy you outta line
Everything was fine just a week ago
Yeah yeah
Sunshine turn to dark clouds rain came yeah yeah
Standard was a 12 round
Now I keep a 30 round
One inside the hole now
Take yo bitch to pound town
Give your ass the run around
Chess this isn't checkers nigga
Check mate is the lesson nigga
Watch who you checking nigga
I am a teacher I was here to be a blessing nigga
Now I must bring the Payne like Wu Tang did with method nigga
Bars put on top of bars
Mingle with the stars
Driving flashy cars
Mansion parties on weekly basis should be where I are
But I can't
Shit I gotta work tomorrow that's how I think
So if they want me I'll be standing in the paint
On some heavy shit

I been working 10 to 10 like a slave
My people say I'm crazy
My aunt's and uncles raised me
Taught me if I'm working then make sure them bitches pay me
The life that I have led some would say that it's amazing
Smothered in the sauce when I walk it's drip like gravy
Keep the sun close case they try to play you shady
Sticky keep it close locked and loaded at the ready
If I gotta come then you know I'm coming heavy
Heavy