Angel Haze - Weight Lyrics

I'm like hold up bitch, you gotta back up off me
Give me fifty feet get the trap up off me
All y'all niggas give me heebie-jeebies
Got me rollin round the city with the axe and coffin
Like whoa
Got a back up off me
Got weight
Bitch, back up off me
Demons, monsters, bitches, doubters
All yall niggas better 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, its bye
You gotta die
I gotta do what it takes to survive
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Ever since I was a little girl, yea
I knew the had the potential
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To be a killer nigga
What the f*ck 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 f*ckin' Abels
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 motherf*cker 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 fifty feet get the trap up off me
All y'all niggas give me heebie-jeebies
Got me rollin round the city with the axe and coffin
Like whoa
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, its bye
You gotta die
I gotta do what it takes to survive
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