Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is (Weight!)
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield (Weight!)
Hold weight like Holyfield
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield
(Weight!)
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna' die young
But dying out here tryna' live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
These days I keep an open tab
Want my name to hold weight like Holyfield
I know it's looking like a draft
That's cause there's ice all on the gills
Feel no pressure underwater
I'll just drown or bitch I'll swim
Just take that off
Let's make a film
I like that Hearse
Don't like a Benz
The f*ck I'm clinging on the 1st
When all these rhymes could make a kill
I don't chill at Pappadeux
Bitch I just sip
No popping pills
Don't want no lip
Just want that neck
I get that head just like a meal
I fold my hands cause gods forgive
But not my boys
I hope they heal
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
You do what you choose
It ain't bout views
But souls you touch and hearts you change
While you fight too
Time in the booth be like therapy
Moments of clarity
Still feeling something to prove
When niggas is rats
Fixing your food
Caught in that trap
With nothing to lose
Eating them scraps
Don't wanna' relapse
The matter is you
Need a fix
Just need a snake
To water hoes you need a pool
Think about it every day
I see them faces on the news
It's got my mind all on the fritz
Cause the f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna die young
But dying out here tryna live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
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English
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is (Weight!)
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield (Weight!)
Hold weight like Holyfield
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield
(Weight!)
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna' die young
But dying out here tryna' live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
These days I keep an open tab
Want my name to hold weight like Holyfield
I know it's looking like a draft
That's cause there's ice all on the gills
Feel no pressure underwater
I'll just drown or bitch I'll swim
Just take that off
Let's make a film
I like that Hearse
Don't like a Benz
The f*ck I'm clinging on the 1st
When all these rhymes could make a kill
I don't chill at Pappadeux
Bitch I just sip
No popping pills
Don't want no lip
Just want that neck
I get that head just like a meal
I fold my hands cause gods forgive
But not my boys
I hope they heal
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
You do what you choose
It ain't bout views
But souls you touch and hearts you change
While you fight too
Time in the booth be like therapy
Moments of clarity
Still feeling something to prove
When niggas is rats
Fixing your food
Caught in that trap
With nothing to lose
Eating them scraps
Don't wanna' relapse
The matter is you
Need a fix
Just need a snake
To water hoes you need a pool
Think about it every day
I see them faces on the news
It's got my mind all on the fritz
Cause the f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna die young
But dying out here tryna live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
(Weight!)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is (Weight!)
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield (Weight!)
Hold weight like Holyfield
Yeah Yeah
Hold weight like Holyfield
(Weight!)
Back home we'd ride to Roddy Ricch
The only f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna' die young
But dying out here tryna' live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
These days I keep an open tab
Want my name to hold weight like Holyfield
I know it's looking like a draft
That's cause there's ice all on the gills
Feel no pressure underwater
I'll just drown or bitch I'll swim
Just take that off
Let's make a film
I like that Hearse
Don't like a Benz
The f*ck I'm clinging on the 1st
When all these rhymes could make a kill
I don't chill at Pappadeux
Bitch I just sip
No popping pills
Don't want no lip
Just want that neck
I get that head just like a meal
I fold my hands cause gods forgive
But not my boys
I hope they heal
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
These niggas hold weight for so long
Your name in these streets
Won't hold on
Make a name for myself
Put the rank on the belt
Cause the title in time will float on
Chills on the heart
Coat on
Ducking your quotas
Hope on
I do what I want
And move how I feel
Not proving no point
You do what you will
You do what you choose
It ain't bout views
But souls you touch and hearts you change
While you fight too
Time in the booth be like therapy
Moments of clarity
Still feeling something to prove
When niggas is rats
Fixing your food
Caught in that trap
With nothing to lose
Eating them scraps
Don't wanna' relapse
The matter is you
Need a fix
Just need a snake
To water hoes you need a pool
Think about it every day
I see them faces on the news
It's got my mind all on the fritz
Cause the f*cking problem is
I ain't tryna die young
But dying out here tryna live
I know outside I'm looking calm
But I've got demons on the bill
Couple scheming on a deal
You come for me they'll let it spill
(Weight!)
Writer: Briana Weaver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid