lose control you gonna fall no matter what you do it?s gonna get you the weight of the world ? is the weight of the world ? coming the weight
she will never jack me down (Money, money, money) That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money) She will never play me, she stray true
you why But baby, will you Try It's something you can do I promise that one day, the rain will go away To the sound of your laughter When the weight
down Calm down, take it easy, take a break or rest Before it's too late, take the weight off your chest Because you're lovin' it too fast, too fast true
dame, understood Overstand hoe ass nigga from my hood, I'm embarrassed by the lack of class, sat in the back of class but passed with flying colors with
jack me down (Money, money, money) That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money) She will never play me, she'll stay true when I
hood like identical twins But it just so happen that a nigga made it rappin You showed your true colors, y'all niggaz stay yappin That don't stop him, a nigga weigh
love in the nine-fo' hoe Verse one: mc eiht It makes me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog Let them hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog
stereo These two brothers right here gettin' props, everywhere we go More potent than any herbal essence [Unverified] grooves verbal lessons Dominant, prominent, eternal blessings Never underestimate the weight
mean Jacob on your arm, nigga no way That ain't authentic, we know what it is but I won't say Wanna know if my pockets fat, and how much do my do' weigh
off, I'm out to blow the lid off, alert the metro I glow like a lazer lights show, your eyes squint Vibrant, true colors, I move swift and silent Livin
, get your weight up I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob You see me on my back, you see me live I'm every color of the spectrum
get your weight up I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob You see me on my back, you see me live I'm every color of the spectrum,
Parkin Lot 84's Gonna Hop Scotch Them Insides That Butta-Scotch(The color of his car) Off Mono-blocks We Cut Em Off That Interstate We Pull on Mine Got Penny Weight
got trapped and got licked like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit Stumblin holdin my neck to the God's rest Opened flesh burgundy blood colored my Guess
Seeing colors that we never even knew You may think I'm lying but I swear, I swear it's true If you think hurt only comes in one color Have I got news
it never shines like true gold I'd be a fool to believe you I know the story but the phases have not been told The colors already faded You paint it
