Heavy lyrics

[Chorus]
More liquor when we ride
Toast n*ggas, we alive
Golddiggers look inside, I ain't in the back
Me? I’m in the front seat, driving like I’m 1 deep
If you want to come see, you know where I’m at
Go-getters on tha rise, toast n*ggas we've arrived
Old n*ggas step aside, ain't no coming back
Big thangs on my mind, switch lanes and recline
Get brains from a dime, how you love that?

[Verse 1]
Alone in my zone, tell me don’t it sound stunning
Been f*cked the world but she just now coming
If I ever fell off I would hit the ground running
I ain't never been the one for fourth down punting
Aiming at a couple heads, b*tch I’m crown hunting
Red dots cause a n*gga dread locks
So I lockpick just to lock sh*t back
I want "Money, Power, Respect" since The Lox said that
Better stay up on ya toes, this is not tic tac
Yeah, I’m a breath of fresh air, you can place your bets here
Balling like a Laker, you should pray for next year
Cause I’m repeating and I’m 3-peating
And I’m knee-deep in the game
It's quick sand and I keep sinking
The label heat seeking, n*gga ain't sign me
What the f*ck was he thinking?
They say I killed the game, that was only preseason
[Bridge]
I’m heavy
Lil' n*gga I’m heavy
I’m so heavy, I’m feeling heavy
Carolina I’m heavy
In New York I’m heavy
Out in LA I’m heavy
I’m so heavy

[Chorus]
More liquor when we ride
Toast n*ggas, we alive
Golddiggers look inside, I ain't in the back
Me? I’m in the front seat, driving like I’m 1 deep
If you want to come see, you know where I’m at
Go-getters on tha rise, toast n*ggas we've arrived
Old n*ggas step aside, ain't no coming back
Big thangs on my mind, switch lanes and recline
Do you love that?

[Verse 2]
No album to my name and I’m already hot
You can say I’m pre-heated
If money talks, mine telling yours be seated
Cut my leg off I wouldn’t be defeated
Illest n*gga in tha game b*tch and you can retweet it
Email that sh*t, make sure you CC it
For these f*ck n*ggas who don’t want to believe it
I'll be in the airport damn near barefoot
Security hollering out, Cole we need it
Getting high as f*ck and I don't even be weeded
No point drinking I can’t even be faded
Real recognize real like they related
You ain't no f*cking G boy, your style G-Rated
Hatred is flattery I’m glad to be hated
f*cking bad b*tches that would rather be dated
Carolina n*ggas just glad that he made it
My money was running late now it’s happy belated
[Outro]
I'm heavy
n*gga I'm heavy
Hey, I'm so heavy, I'm feeling heavy
Lil' n*gga, in New York I'm heavy
Queens, I'm feeling heavy
Fayet-nam n*gga, I'm so heavy
I'm feeling heavy
Lil' n*gga I'm heavy