HEAVY Lyrics

They wanna know the story of Lil Jeffery

Ride around with a glock in a chevy

All this money I'm having I'm heavy

Change a nigga ass up like some settings

For the opps I got a automatic weapon

Send a nigga ass up to the heavens

Been getting money since a nigga was eleven

And I'm rocking Mike Amiri on my leggings yea yea

I remember I was little I was in the bricks trapping

All the shit I did I remember what happened

Quick to wipe a nigga nose up like a napkin

I'm telling you a story I ain't doing no capping

I ain't never been friendly I ain't doing no dapping

I be letting bullets fly I ain't doing no yapping

I can't really do the talking I get straight to the action

I be hanging with some crips so let's get this shit cracking

I'm working that stick and I'm working these bitches

We having big glocks and they come with extensions

I'm a young fly nigga I forgot to even mention

I can read the whole room so I know when it's tension

Life can pass you up so you better pay attention

I be speaking real shit that's way past they comprehension

I'm here to make money that's my only intention

I'll wet the opps up with some hollow ammunition

Now let me tell you something bout a lil bad bitch

She skinny and petite I'm just trying to get a lick

She something like a drug I'm just trying to get a fix

When the perfect time come promise ima go hit

Made a promise to my mama ima make it

And I want this shit for life I ain't faking

My life really like a movie not the Matrix

I'll fry a nigga up like some bacon yea

If the price ain't right then I can't perform

I be rocking all designer I don't do the Jordans

I be counting all this money when I wake in the morning

I been down for so long I'm just trying to be on

I can't say it no more bitch I'm really that nigga

Before I learned to tie my shoes I was pulling a trigger

Ima keep this shit going till I'm seeing eight figures

I be letting bullets rain you was makin em drizzle

They wanna know the story of Lil Jeffery

Ride around with a glock in a chevy

All this money I'm having I'm heavy

Change a nigga ass up like some settings

For the opps I got a automatic weapon

Send a nigga ass up to the heavens

Been getting money since a nigga was eleven

And I'm rocking Mike Amiri on my leggings yea yea

I remember I was little I was in the bricks trapping

All the shit I did I remember what happened

Quick to wipe a nigga nose up like a napkin

I'm telling you a story I ain't doing no capping

I ain't never been friendly I ain't doing no dapping

I be letting bullets fly I ain't doing no yapping

I can't really do the talking I get straight to the action

I be hanging with some crips so let's get this shit cracking