Weight

(albüm: Generation - 2017)

Some of my homies don't even recognize that I got so much weight on my shoulders
They think I'm rolling around in foreign motors, they calling me up for closure
I don't understand how it could be over
How you gon' hold me down? I'm drowning in soda
I take the blame for every mistake that I ever made, but some of you playing
Some of you people really flawed, you changing your ways
You passing judgement on your dogs, got something to say
You couldn't set your pride aside, but I left my name wrote in stone like every time
Now I'm just a rolling stone of "neverminds"
Some people try telling me I should sever ties
But I went in my heart and reminisced on better times
Is your soul on sale?
Momma still tryna get up out the cycle of struggle
She like just turned fifty, I'm tryna see her for double
Label threw me a little check, but that shit really subtle
That money disappear as quick as your hustle
And I still, still got the world on my shoulders
People only see the lights and exposure
Got me smoking on high hemp
This shit got me drowning in doja
Think my momma right, this a indulgent
It's broken, erosion, this moment is frozen
I'm tossing and turning, I'm lost in commotion
I can't even control it, I fear
I just pray the Lord know that I'm sincere, yeah

God put this weight on me, hey (why?)
I told my girl go and leave the country
Bae, it's better not to wait on me, yeah
Some my friends see a lot of progress
And they just wanna hate on me, hey, hey
But I never did succumb to the bullshit
Man, I'm tryna stay, homie
Yeah, tryna stay down, y'all just play around

Y'all just so caught up in that negative energy and you don't recognize
Wanna work your problems out, gotta exercise
I was in the booth every day, tryna pressurize
I was putting in that work in, pleasure's mine
Stepping on my toes, stepping down on my foes
Riding through the city with the rounds in the cold
Some people appear to try, even the lows
But does a lot of lines, gotta read into those
Nine years old, making beats on the stove
Sixteen, had an ounce, tryna sleep with the hoes
Have you ever seen a black sheep in a Rolls?
Turned my life around, we was creeping in do's
Little teen, smoking on a piece in the bowl
Get to keep what you grow, going steep with these hoes
Then turn around when the Grim Reap at the do'
'Cause you reap what you sow, oh

God put this weight on me, hey (why?)
I told my girl go and leave the country
Bae, it's better not to wait on me
Some might only seen a lot of progress
And they just wanna hate on me, yeah
But I never did succumb to the bullshit
Man, I'm tried to stay, homie
Yeah, tryna stay down

And people tried the most to hate on me
God put this fucking weight on me
God put a lot of weight on me
God put a lot of weight on me
God put a lot of weight on me
God put a lot of weight on me