Weight On My Shoulders
Polo G
This weight on my shoulders, I hated being sober
One day they all showed up, used to play like they ain't know us
Smoke all my pain for some closure, to the grave I'm a soldier
Them thangs shot his soul up, that's gang up culture
I'm still the same, so what?
A lot of shit ain't never changed when I got older, uh
He tryna bust a brain and go nuts
Traumatized by that dead body's odor, we all got colder
Now you gotta get some money with me, 'cause I'm tired of givin' it out
Play with me I up this semi, and divide a nigga scalp
Bro died, my crib started feelin' empty, it got silent in the house
The main shit be fucking with me, be some I'm tryna forget about
You either throw or catch a shell, had it rough, but L-O-L
All we know is death or jail, stick to the code, don't ever tell
Look where we was left, this shit was set up for us to fail
You can't look scared of death, I ain't thinkin' 'bout heaven or a hell
This weight on my shoulders, I hated being sober
One day they all showed up, used to play like they ain't know us
Smoke all my pain for some closure, to the grave I'm a soldier
Them thangs shot his soul up, that's gang up culture
I'm still the same, so what?
A lot of shit ain't never changed when I got older, uh
He tryna bust a brain and go nuts
Traumatized by that dead body's odor, we all got colder
I'm tryna focus on my strength, how you balling from the bench?
They all sacrificed they morals, 'cause of somethin' they resent
Death be the reason these hoes'll fuck me, when they know I got a bitch
Or 'cause they notice that I'm rich, or 'cause they notice I'm the shit
His trigger finger make him wanna spin, like bro you know I got a itch
From blood drops, this shit can't end, like bro you know we gotta blitz
When I speak my truth, it don't depend, 'cause I ain't sugarcoatin' it
That's my broski, that's my twin, he always gon' know what I meant
Managing my copin' mechanism from survival instincts
He was told he better get 'em, think he a killer in the game
But he don't know he just a victim, it's like that growth will never hit him
His life flashed before he died, feel like his bros were never with him
Fake love been killing me with kindness, I'm like, bitch I'd rather die
Fuck that ego, never mind it, these days I'd rather cry
This shit about divine timing, knowing that I'd rather try
Crazy they couldn't hear me, 'cause they blinded, couldn't do nothin' else beside
This weight on my shoulders, I hated being sober
One day they all showed up, used to play like they ain't know us
Smoke all my pain for some closure, to the grave I'm a soldier
Them thangs shot his soul up, that's gang up culture
I'm still the same, so what?
A lot of shit ain't never changed when I got older, uh
He tryna bust a brain and go nuts
Traumatized by that dead body's odor, we all got colder