Marcus B. - Heavyweight

Ballers I put numbers on the boards
MVP stats but the whole team scored
Got dreams bigger than Honda's but we all on one accord
(Yeah, imma start it like that)
My pen hold a heavyweight
Like iron Mike in a bout
Know what I'm talking bout
I rip the mic apart and break it down
Conspiracy theories nah me I'm living
Protect my energy forever
All the evils don't hear it
Young bull feeling like I lived a long life
Young bull like Mike this my 63 point night yeah
How you feeling when you turn on television
All we hear is death and sickness
Or bout things we never mention
My pen hold a heavyweight
Like Stone Cold when I spit it
I stun 'em all and throw fingers, drink beers when I'm finished
Wrestling just acting that's how The Rock did it
Listen
See from millions to billions
That's a big transition
In 2020 seen numbers
It's bout saving to keep it
Man the game ain't
They same they been snaking and snitching
They been trading and faking
In hopes to be celebrated
Remember thinking being myself
They probably gone hate it
Then I realized you can't have no love without haters
Versatile when I'm rapping
I got all different flavors
I had to cater to the game see the soul food greater
I put in the time now
I'll relax with it later
See the music live forever
A microwave never made me
Like garden seeds
You watching things bloom to what they gone be
Without the deer and the buzzards always picking on me
Oh me oh my I'm a hell of a guy
Try to play it cool but sometimes it gets hot
I make mistakes but sometimes I wish that it could stop
I said it's lessons and blessings
But sometimes we take losses
Being patient so long
I'm scared that imma miss my moment
I don't stop
I can't miss it
Dawg I just keep going
It's some people that's gone test you
Make sure you got right answers
I held myself to high standards
And had trouble trynna manage
They don't talk about the growing pains that come with this life
Social media masks the pain
Cuz all we ever really wanted is to be liked
My pen hold a heavyweight
600 pound life
Weight of the world on your shoulders
Just continue to grind
You gotta start from the bottom and add more
Once ya reps up then it's stuck but add more
More value more time
More life more right
It's easier said then done
I put prophecies inside my songs
Cuz I'm trynna live them
Trynna lead by example dawg
I'm trynna live on
And at this point it's about legacy
And focusing on messaging
Don't pop shit on the media
Then play it off when you message me
Squad and shorty next to me
One of the of the greats I'm next to be
The circle so tight
Could pack 'em all in a SUV
Versace on the beat
Got me feeling like it's fashion week
We ever go to Paris just want white flavs on my feet
Yeah, uh
My pen hold a heavyweight
Got the city on my back
Got the mic on my plate
Stay in shape and stay consistent
But with rappers I overate
It's sick with then overrate
I'm the one that they should say
We gone build it from the ground it's so much better that way
I get album mode and I just laugh it away
No I don't play
And my pen stuck to the page
Yeah
My pen hold a heavyweight
1 Thou
My pen hold heavyweight
Like iron Mike on a bout
Nah I'm talking bout
I rip the mic apart and break it down
(My pen hold a heavyweight)
My pen hold a heavyweight
Stone cold when I spit it
I stun em all and throw fingers
Drink beers when I finished
My pen hold a heavyweight
600 pound life
Weight of the world on your shoulders
Just continue to grind
My pen hold a heavyweight
City on a back, mic on my plate
Stay in shape and stay consistent
It don't matter what they say

Written by:
Marcus Burton

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