Oktane - Heavy lyrics

[Intro] Oh man man man man We about to go on tour That should be pretty cool Thank you My n***a [Verse 1: Price] I'm with Maco and Ducko Tell Ducko when we hit the A I need hoes by the bus load But only the freaks they're like women Their thumbs in their bu*t-hole I told you I'm cut-throat (Don't judge though) My East Coast girls love to inhale dutch smoke Respect, the real n***as give me the upmost This sh** gon' catch the internet as soon as it upload I trust no Women or men Who make demands but don't come with a plan Off brands must run in your fam Cause you think you a man with that gun in your hand Stupid (I'm a man without it) Friday boy, you on your Craig sh** Its Friday n***a and I'm on craigslist Cause I'm bored as sh** and I wanna buy something Having flashbacks, with my cousins In the mall broke, I couldn't buy nothing Now we got it popping got it live jumping But I been waiting like my ride coming And my ride bumping at the traffic light Webbie on, banging Savage Life If my money there and that package right It's about to be a gladis night I pull up on her, walk in the room She asking, for rough s** You pull up on her, y'all in the room She asking, is it up yet? We ain't the same n***a, 'nuff said Oh let me guess, you got up next Well I don't care, I'm in the in the present moment And this a wrap like when those presents open Time to k** the game, any last words? You hit the hood You won't get a pa** You'll be lucky even to get the pa**word To the wifi, my n***as crash nerds Two rules, Rule number one Before you pa** herb, n***a ash first And number two before you steal my flow I'd appreciate it if you asked first [Hook: Oktane] All my soldiers is ready You know all my soldiers is ready Benjis on benjis is heavy Man, Benjis on benjis is heavy x2 [Bridge: Price] I'd never sell my soul for the dough Let them know x2 [Verse 2: Oktane] Dumb clean, yeah I'm dumb clean Used to walk, now I run things I seen every whip they tryna make us quit But I never switched, I got one team And we ball out, its time to board now I'm just living plans that I draw out And my girl be tripping like it can't be different I could get a mistress with a call now But I'm chilling out, I put my phone down Gotta get it cause they bluffing out here Turning nothing into something out here Cause our trap is booming beaming bunking out here Lot of b**hes, sorry Lot of women But just find your one cause it ain't nothing out here They claim they modelling on seven bottles But in actuality they f**ing out here (Drop that sh**) All of my soldiers is ready You know all my soldiers is ready So cross my line if you want to Just make sure you know where you heading I keep real ones in my section Its only real ones in the section (Only the real) So if you ain't here don't get upset But you probably ain't get accepted Kevin Gates, I don't get tired I get high, then I get inspired I take my mind, then I get inside it I get beats, audio piling And I make my beats neat, auto-pilot You see what I did there? I'm on my sh** Get on your side, cause I'm with my clique And f** a hater n***a, they sing my sh** Watch [Hook] + [Bridge] [Verse 3: OG Maco] I'm living like diamonds, perfect Went from mobbing to merching From all that work I went from silent to quoted Quotients coming b**h we good, over here Notice notions what you looking at dear? Get cloven explosions, orgasm in ear I came to rumble leave a few contusions And these rappers average with some grand delusions In the game like a home intrusion I want everything in the restitution f** the mule, I'ma act a a** This is execution, slightly retribution Cause it's peons hating tryna play the music But still play the music Getting blazed in Munich b**h you major rubick I been making movies Im like Stanley Kubrick Taking baths with 20s b**h so therapeutic See the plans And tryna copy movements We 'gon convolute it Leave their chances putrid I could k** acoustic n***a f** the woofers Base decisions on the fact we winning We the hottest truly and they hardly human They like "OG Mac' can rap? I hardly knew it" Cause you slightly stupid Or opinionated f** a**imilations and these imitations They can't replicate it This is innovation Best accommodate me 'fore I take your commas Get eradicated f** some simple drama Trap dilapidated But them junkies coming Now I'm selling records and they celebrating Seem so simple but its complicated Cause my n***as hungry and the streets is warming So by summer said I need a syndicated All these wins and losses got us motivated f** your frustration and irritation Cause we planted seeds and Did the irrigation Now its illustrated like Adobe made it Infatuated with these extra racks Never f** with lames Just a culmination of the conversation that a pimp has Now you antiquated, bin trash Just a mitigated never sell my soul for the Ben Franklins [Hook] + [Bridge x2]