Trav - Weight lyrics

rate me

feat. 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.