Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Heavy, artist - Jon Connor. Date of issue: 25.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Heavy |
| Ah, look, barshit, the code that I live by |
| Finally made it every nigga in the crib by |
| Bad bitches, every chick up in the crib by |
| You fucking clown, I’ll show you how to live life |
| All this hard work done paid off |
| This how you live when y’all don’t take no fucking days off |
| Eyes red, studio I’m working long shift |
| You beefing over her, you’re fucking with the wrong bitch |
| Heavy, heavy. |
| Real nigga chronicals |
| I tell them vamonos, now they falling like dominos |
| I’m everywhere, looking for me like tryina find a ghost |
| She give me brain like this hoe is on a honor roll |
| Real shit, my life been on some ill shit |
| Since Mo Cleavs told me nigga go and kill shit |
| So give me life for this shit I write |
| Lock me up |
| Sit back and watch me maseratti pick the bodies up |
| (Hook) |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| It’s fly city, to the best |
| I wake up and grind hard everyday, let's do it |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| Jeanine Scott someone speak Fred Flintstone |
| Grind through them flint holes, |
| With the window down with no tints on |
| They don’t know me like John B, |
| Then I pulled up with John C, |
| At the club and pop that dime piece |
| I’m a king, like Martin |
| And man, where I go, I’m heavy |
| Big ol' chain, and a 7 |
| Pull up in that chevy, moving d, rest in peace in heaven |
| Money talking coming quick fast |
| Ride so fast that you whip glass dream bout getting money |
| Better go with your bitch ass |
| I round them up, round them up |
| Dts she down to fuck |
| This white she see dts, she said what’s that |
| Down to suck |
| Yeah, let’s get it, rather snap back in that fitty |
| Don’t matter man, wherever man |
| I’ma represent for my city |
| No matter how they open, please don’t think that I’m joking |
| Yeah that molly got it rolling |
| In full bus she on the open, yeah |
| I fuck with shooters holler reggie |
| And you don’t want these problems boy |
| Cause you’re not rolling heavy |
| (Hook) |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| It’s fly city, to the best |
| I wake up and grind hard everyday, let's do it |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| See now these niggas is hating |
| And all these hoes they be watching |
| I hit my folks out in callie |
| They told me let’s get it popping |
| Lame niggas be blocking, |
| Because they bitches be jocking |
| Killing rappers is easy, cause most these niggas is garbage |
| I call them sons of bitches but I blame that on they fathers |
| Now every city them hoes, making it clap, they applaud us |
| I hope my mama forgive me, I’m hitting somebody’s daughter |
| They be looking for balers, in vip with the starters |
| Shit I’m happy out here, they don’t know what to call it |
| Time is money my nigga, why the fuck is you stalling |
| Trading paper for plastic, shit won’t fit in my wallet |
| 2 bad bitches ass sick, call that shit a ménage us |
| Wanna roll with the bosses, see the club that I work |
| So spread your legs in the office, so why the fuck is we talking |
| Me and my nigga Mistah Fab grind it hard to get it |
| Now we living every minute, and don’t know nothing different |
| Cause biatch |
| (Hook) |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |
| It’s fly city, to the best |
| I wake up and grind hard everyday, let's do it |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch |
| I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all |