Testo HEAVY - Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama
Testo della canzone HEAVY (Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama), tratta dall'album Book of David
And like that
It's been a pleasure
Booker David
We gone
Got used to cutting ties with bunch of niggas I had love for
Medics like the pharmacy, more pistols than the gun store
Knowing I could run the extra point, fuck would I punt for
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
On my line stressing, telling me I need to change my ways
I ran up like three milli on gang, how could I stay the same
Louis Vuitton ball kicks, water from the
District, this is not that out the mall shit
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 sniffed the trunk or make the dog sick, don't get involved
Bullets made his jeans skinny, he used to shop at Big & Tall
Ask him how he know me, try and bro me, that ain't my nigga, dog
That really ain't your dog if y'all fall out and it's a chick involved
Shorty couldn't handle getting punched, he got a stick involved
Shots ricocheting off the pavement, knocked a little one off
All for the love of this money, hundreds we peeling off, heavy
I remember talking 'bout this lifestyle with my celly
Even if you thinking that we light, we pull up heavy
Looking at them jeans, I almost crashed, that shit so heavy
Fucking up my back, this chain I got on is so heavy
Plain Jane Presi', speakers blasting Machiavelli
Pillow talking bitches asking niggas what they tell me
If it ain't no more bullets, I promise this knife is ready
Weight all on my shoulders made me stronger, life is heavy, heavy
I feel like Big L smoking this L got on my heli
I got out the projects, shouts to Nas, shit you gon' tell me
I'm walking through Kingston like I'm Tommy Buns and Belly
I know some St. Louis niggas treat me like I'm Nelly
Nigga, you ain't balling like the Jelly Fam, you jelly
Spinning out the lot, it's Forgiato or Pirelli
Plenty early mornings on that corner in my Pelle
Could've bust another Rollie down, I bought a deli
I know 'bout late nights with real hitters that break night
You won't make it to the daylight, shot a nigga like stage fright
They party at daylight, that's Vegas, I hit PT
She down 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 K's like Ye wife
I remember talking 'bout this lifestyle with my celly
Even if you thinking that we light, we pull up heavy
Looking at them jeans, I almost crashed, that shit so heavy
Fucking up my back, this chain I got on is so heavy
Plain Jane Presi', speakers blasting Machiavelli
Pillow talking bitches asking niggas what they tell me
If it ain't no more bullets, I promise this knife is ready
Weight all on my shoulders made me stronger, life is heavy, heavy
You know what I mean?
We just came here to do what we do
Who better?
Study your words
Study your books
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Writer(s): Daniel Garcia, James Burns, Francis Ubiera, David Brewster, Christian Rondon, Michael Kuzoian
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