WEIGHT (feat. Scotty Valid)
Weight, weight, weight, weight, weight
Woah, uh, uh, uh, yeah
I miss the older you, okay
Only I know what you goin' through
Lovin' ain't holdin' you
Yeah Take it from me, energy unapproachable
Rosen these stakes, yeah yeah
I can stroll across these ocean deep lakes yeah, yeah
With this Moby Dick weight
Feel like I might be the one by the way that I'm movin
I feel like I'm chosen, okay
Shout out to, I'm doin' better
She fumbled her bag and she knows it, okay
Feel like I'm holdin' R3 in my sight
And my vision is big, hella focused, okay
I can't be timid, I'm movin' too fast
Not to run through your field like the locust, okay
Yeah, I can't stay, I found my own way, yeah
You bad mouth me right to my face, uh
I compare you to my throwaways, yeah
Might find peace, no, that's never the case, yeah
Heart's too cold, I think I might need space, yeah
Shot down, now I'm too dead in the face, yeah
Got so high, I can see the white gates, yeah
I could die right here if it's my fate
Wait, look how I handle this weight
Knew I was him out the gate
You know we up a ton, but I ain't talkin' bout Kate
I'd keep an eye on your mate
Shawty she know what she had and now she mad, but I gotta skate
Can't take no bitch on no dates
Cause I got money to chase, you know you dropped the ball
You miss the dick in your jaws, yeah
You waitin' on me to call, uh
You gon' be waitin' forever
I'm sorry I'm cold as the weather, yeah, yeah
You said that you could do better
So I wanna see you do better, yeah, yeah
Don't you be stealin' my lingo
And don't you go cry on my sweater, yeah, yeah
Yeah, nigga, you fuckin' with lame
And now you feelin' the pressure, yeah, yeah
Gotta get you out my head, yeah
I wish that we never met, yeah
Now you just feelin' the weight
You gotta deal with the shit that I said, yeah, yeah
Heart's too cold, I think I might need space, yeah
Shot down, now I'm too dead in the face, yeah
Got so high, I can see the white gates, yeah
I could die right here if it's my fate
I learned a lesson
If I could go back and reverse it
I wouldn't if I had a chance
I reminisce on my time where the spite wasn't there
And your trust in the palm of my hands
That had me strugglin' mentally, feelings in music
Now I got the product of stand
I need a girl that can handle me
Come to conclusion that I don't think nobody can
Can, oh, can, oh, can, yeah
Can, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Woah, uh, uh, uh, yeah
I miss the older you, okay
Only I know what you goin' through
Lovin' ain't holdin' you
Yeah Take it from me, energy unapproachable
Rosen these stakes, yeah yeah
I can stroll across these ocean deep lakes yeah, yeah
With this Moby Dick weight
Feel like I might be the one by the way that I'm movin
I feel like I'm chosen, okay
Shout out to, I'm doin' better
She fumbled her bag and she knows it, okay
Feel like I'm holdin' R3 in my sight
And my vision is big, hella focused, okay
I can't be timid, I'm movin' too fast
Not to run through your field like the locust, okay
Yeah, I can't stay, I found my own way, yeah
You bad mouth me right to my face, uh
I compare you to my throwaways, yeah
Might find peace, no, that's never the case, yeah
Heart's too cold, I think I might need space, yeah
Shot down, now I'm too dead in the face, yeah
Got so high, I can see the white gates, yeah
I could die right here if it's my fate
Wait, look how I handle this weight
Knew I was him out the gate
You know we up a ton, but I ain't talkin' bout Kate
I'd keep an eye on your mate
Shawty she know what she had and now she mad, but I gotta skate
Can't take no bitch on no dates
Cause I got money to chase, you know you dropped the ball
You miss the dick in your jaws, yeah
You waitin' on me to call, uh
You gon' be waitin' forever
I'm sorry I'm cold as the weather, yeah, yeah
You said that you could do better
So I wanna see you do better, yeah, yeah
Don't you be stealin' my lingo
And don't you go cry on my sweater, yeah, yeah
Yeah, nigga, you fuckin' with lame
And now you feelin' the pressure, yeah, yeah
Gotta get you out my head, yeah
I wish that we never met, yeah
Now you just feelin' the weight
You gotta deal with the shit that I said, yeah, yeah
Heart's too cold, I think I might need space, yeah
Shot down, now I'm too dead in the face, yeah
Got so high, I can see the white gates, yeah
I could die right here if it's my fate
I learned a lesson
If I could go back and reverse it
I wouldn't if I had a chance
I reminisce on my time where the spite wasn't there
And your trust in the palm of my hands
That had me strugglin' mentally, feelings in music
Now I got the product of stand
I need a girl that can handle me
Come to conclusion that I don't think nobody can
Can, oh, can, oh, can, yeah
Can, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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Writer(s): Grant Walton
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