R.I.E - Heavyweight

Yeah
Big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Yeah I'm talking big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Told my homie get a plate, get a fucking plate
I don't care if you just motherfucking ate
This year we getting paid, it ain't up for debate
And when you're done eating fetch the motherfucking tape
Man, I put it in a crate, just to keep it safe
Even nailed it shut, yeah that's for just in case
This ain't no DHL, this ain't no track and trace
This bitch is going in my homie's mama's Santa Fe
And I'm gonna
Get a pound and break it down
That's how we turn our lives around
But as we turn our lives around
We flip another upside down
Yeah
That's the way it is
Gotta get it how you live
And never let an addict in ya motherfucking crib
Not even in the attic of ya motherfucking crib
You only understand that shit it that's some shit that you have lived
Big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Yeah I'm talking big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Goddamn my girl looks great
Yeah she got in shape
And that shape is motherfucking figure 8
Don't let me catch her slipping, like she figure skates
And tell the men in blue, they better walk away
I'll have their homies at their gate with some yellow tape
Fuck the broke life bitch, I made a great escape
It's time to celebrate
Might get a save the date
And I'ma pull up to that bitch like 2 hours late
And I'm gonna
Get a pound and break it down
That's how I turn my vibe around
But as I turn my vibe around
I flip another upside down
Why they hating on the cash flow?
Hate the bitch I smash bro?
If I had some facial hair they hating on my stache bro
Hating on my future and my present and my past woah
Feels like everybody waiting for my ass to crash though
Big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Yeah I'm talking big money
Heavyweight
I got a package busy moving up the interstate
Oh yeah we moving weight at a stupid rate
This world is one big pussy tell it lubricate
And all these rappers think they fly I'm bout to fumigate
So much fucking bug spray I might hallucinate
My driver hit me up he said he's running late
I said I'll have him running laps if he gets back okay
He said "Come on, please relax I'm busy switching plates"
I said "Bitch I'll only relax when they put me in the grave"
And the worms gon'
Break me down just like a pound
But that's just how the world turns round
Before they put me underground
I hope my name is well-renowned
Yeah
Me-di-cine
Yeah
Me-di-cine
Yeah
Me-di-cine
Yeah
Me-di-cine
Yeah

Written by:
Riaz Carter

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