Weight - Hustle Gang, Translee, Trae Tha Truth

That’s too much weight on me

Uh, I’ve been dealin' with the load

I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes

Are you friend or you foes?

I don’t know

That’s too much weight on me

Propaganda all the way in Atlanta

It get real when they stamp ya

Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya, ya-a

Wait

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya

Don’t wait on me

Well respected, no one to shit, no

Boss shit, you see me point, well then you better get down

Pop sold dope, hit the weight on the way

Had to go and get it, couldn’t wait on the plate

Mistakes on the plate

Blang, blang on the brace

Gang bang on the case 'cause I stated my case

Only church boy with the thing on my waist

Gotta feed the fam

All my kin kids straight

You know pressure made the diamond

Clique still grindin'

Made it through the struggle

Closer to the silver linin'

Charged up Duracell and the Energizer

So I can’t sympathize ya, I gotta minimize ya

Now how you gonna act?

Ain’t even got a rearview

No we ain’t goin' back

Stay down for flex

Playground with the swing

Put a nigga out to ring

Plus we fuckin' with the king

We ain’t waitin' for a goddamn thing

That’s gonna mean

I’ve been dealin' with the load

I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes

Are you friend or you foes?

I don’t know

That’s too much weight on me

Propaganda all the way in Atlanta

It get real when they stamp ya

Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya, ya-a

Wait

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya

Yeah, oh, man, I’m propaganda

I’m the truth up out Atlanta

Mink black and white panda

Still salamander sandals

Some of my bitches is common

Got pimpin' in Puni Hana

New pimp on the droid

And I better get this number

And I’m throwin' these bricks like Cunningham, Randel

And I be up in the kettle with the dope

Me and L O

Since you think a nigga country, I’ma play you like a banjo

I’m smoking Cohiba’s overseas my plug Santos

Dro

I’ve been dealin' with the load

I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes

Are you friend or you foes?

I don’t know

That’s too much weight on me

Propaganda all the way in Atlanta

It get real when they stamp ya

Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya, ya-a

Wait

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya

Don’t wait on me

In the drop down, gotta get my head right

Too much attention, like I’m covered up in headlights

Live fast, living only hoping that I sped right

Why everybody bein' fully 'cause my bread right

No politickin' do 'em like a politician

In the ghetto with a woman, playin' side edition

It don’t matter, where we at, she goin' live audition

Real freak with a body that was fly division

And there was never entertainment Illuminati

Mark ties, you could think my name was True Gotti

I’m from the bottom, I forever represent the hood

Kickin' it hard, like a nigga tryin' to do karate

I know they watchin', so I’m never ballin' on a budget

Lord, people couldn’t stand me, other people love it

Anything I do at home I bet I do in public

Unless I’m trappin', hold up, homie, that’s a different subject

That’s too much weight on me

Uh, I’ve been dealin' with the load

I’ve been fuckin' with them hoes

Are you friend or you foes?

I don’t know

That’s too much weight on me

Propaganda all the way in Atlanta

It get real when they stamp ya

Can’t wait for the money 'cause the money don’t wait on me

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya, ya-a

Wait

I, ya, ya, ya

I, ya, woo, ya

I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya

Don’t wait on me