Gucci Mane Heavy lyrics

Gucci, Gucci, what's up Corey?
Back in the trap
Heavy, real heavy, it's so heavy
Heavy, real heavy, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy
Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy
Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy
Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy

Listen, I can't land it, I go get it
My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy
My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy
Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy

My *** say every time she look up, I'm 'bout to do a cook up
I told her if she know like I know she will shut the *** up
Introduce color to soda and I said y'all need to hook up
I pimp that white girl like a motha*** hooker

I took 300 out my stash and I went and bought a Phantom
I need some toilet paper, I'm the *** in East Atlanta
On a 90 day tour so my *** really miss me
I couldn't kick it with them so I took my whole hood with me

And I just got out of jail, yeah, they tried to Michael Vick me
I gave my lawyer half a million and told him come and get me
I'm not with G-Unit but this drum here cost me 50
This chain another 50 plus a hundred of you snitches

Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy
Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy
Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy
Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy

Listen, I can't land it, I go get it
My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy
My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy
Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy

I'm so confused, don't have a clue, man, what to do?
Should I rob him or should I serve him? You know the rules
I keep Miami Heat, got more scrap then a ***
Run up on the kid, I have you mourning like Alonzo

Try me if you want to, I send my *** pronto

I know you die, but hell I don't know where you gonna go
Run up on me wrong, try your luck 'cause I don't think so
This *** that I told a Libra, whole size of a pothole

Yeah, I got amigo but they don't bring me taco
Only bring me kilos but keep that on the D Lo
I'm getting my tip fade cut, boulder crest and flat show
Wish a *** would run up on me like I'm Brisco

Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy
Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy
Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy
Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy

Listen, I can't land it, I go get it
My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy
My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy
Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy

Well, I think I need a hundred pack, and I ain't even finished
I'm in this duplex in the 6, I only use the kitchen
I'm the same with my grinder post, yeah, I got big ***
You don't call my phone unless you wanna buy some dope

I got birds like Atlanta zoo, who are you?
I got goons like a scary movie, yeah, that is true
And I change cars like a rich white girl change shoes
Gotta go, go get them the money little 'cause wanna duce

And I was holdin' under 32, 2002 you know it's true
Polow, Savannah, Jenkins, me and Juice, you know the crew
I got money still from last year, I still ain't spent old bread
If you want, I gladly pour some change on your own head

Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy
Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy
Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy
Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy

Listen, I can't land it, I go get it
My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy
My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy
Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy