Weight - Angel Haze

I’m like hold up bitch, you gotta back up off me

Give me 50 feet, get the trap up off me

All y’all niggas give me heebie-jeebies (Uh!)

Got me rollin 'round the city with the axe and coffin

Like whoa, gotta back up off me

Got weight!

Bitch, back up off me

Demons, monsters, bitches, doubters

All y’all niggas gotta back up off me!

Step to the side, I did my time

Y’all just had all of y’all hands on what’s mine

Bitch I rebuke you, Devil’s a lie

I got the wave, you get washed by the tide

Just got the 9 with that extension

I might just point at yo shit for attention

Nigga, it’s bye, you gotta die

I gotta do what it takes to survive (Weight, yeah)

Ever since I was a little girl, yea

I knew the had the potential (Weight)

To be a killer nigga

What the fuck you thought?

Yeah, that part of the story’s essential

Gone from my mental

Y’all couldn’t take what I been through

Paid for all incidental

Yeah, silly niggas you was thinking I was buried

But I soared

Now y’all gone wish that I died in the psych ward

Y’all gone wish you could hide when the light’s on

Came back on 'em with the iron and the whiteboard

Came back for it 'cause it’s mine and it’s not yours

Missed me, aha!

I’m in a nice form

All these labels, all these fables

All these Cain and fuckin' Ables

All you bottom feeding bitches stealin'

Scraps from under tables

Y’all really didn’t think that I would get it

Thought a lil pressure was gone push me to the limit

Bitch, I died, bitch, I cried

Then I rose up 'cause the suffering was written

Now I’m daring any motherfucker feeling brave

To make my day

Nigga, just make it

'Cause I got Haitians, Asians, Jamaicans, anxious

Shooters, movers, angels, waiting

Spirit, power, patience, greatness

Point blank period, nigga, confirmation

Me and God had a real conversation

He said, «Get back on the occupation»

Then I went and took the lock and the combination

Now I’m telling everybody the dream

Now I’m selling everybody the key

Now I’m telling everybody the scheme

Y’all niggas 'bout die 'cause of me

I’m like hold up bitch, you gotta back up off me

Give me 50 feet get the trap up off me

All y’all niggas give me heebie-jeebies (Uh!)

Got me rollin' round the city with the axe and coffin

Like woah

Got a back up off me

Got weight

Bitch, back up off me

Demons, monsters, bitches, doubters

All y’all niggas gotta back up off me!

Step to the side, I did my time

Y’all just had all of y’all hands on what’s mine

Bitch I rebuke you, Devil’s a lie

I got the wave, you get washed by the tide

Just got the 9 with that extension

I might just point at yo shit for attention

Nigga, it’s bye, you gotta die

I gotta do what it takes to survive

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