Trav - Weight lyrics
rate mefeat. Jim Jones
[Hook]
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man
Remember when I used to go to school
8 ball on me I ain’t talkin bout no pool man
I was tryina get it on my own
Hustle day nigga, hustle all night long
I waas tryina get it how I live
Rollin up a thing going on my hit money
Watch the way you talkin on my phone
Them boys be tunin in and they comin early in the morn
I be buggin up the shit I did
Getting head from a crack head, I swear she was a bad bitch
Couldn’t leave the street life alone
I let her slide 9 dollars everytime she hit my phone
Now hold up, I shoot the flow up
I’m getting dough up on the tool buck
I’m getting blown up, these bitches love me and I’m fallin
In something foreign
These niggas know me everytime, a nigga pull up
These bitches want me, yeah
[Hook]
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man
I remember I was selling daythrough
I was tryina fuck kesha, tryina get to first base
And I thought I had a key with the a
I was just 16 when I started getting cake
And I was in the turnin havin fun
You was all gangbangin, have my niggas packin guns and
We was 19 with a mill, born killers at the dal
And the shit was getting real
And my attitude started getting worse
And before I got the money I done put you on the hearse
And we was just tryina get a check
Now we just laughin when we flyin on the jet cause
[Hook]
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man
Started sellin grams now it’s weight
Started sellin grams now a nigga selling weight man.