Heavy in my hand (feat. Calimari)

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Young Crow

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Crooked intentions built with a smile
I live in a oven, keep on turning the dial
Beat em bad, boy can't even stand
Blood and sweat all on my pants, kiss my boot cause I'm the man, turned your girl into a fan

Crying asking for your mother, got me thinking I'm a real motherfucker
Talking shit, you better deal with my brother's got my back and I ain't talking like that
Cause I'm walking with stags, chilling get the damn bag
Nothing to prove, steady making these moves
Don't f*ck up my groove, I got nothing to lose
Already tying a noose, I'm a freak on the loose
I been sipping the booze, boy I do what I choose
And that ain't fucking with you

Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head
Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head

Yo this freak shit
Don't count on me, you're doubting me, this ain't free shit
I'm bout to be a masterpiece, and I don't need this
But you gon' see this, cause this is freak shit, yeah

Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head
Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head

Pass the rhythm, pass the glass, build it at the fountain
I climb the mountain just to keep on counting
I'm daydreaming about my surroundings, it's super grounding
Like how I wrote a song just to how I found it
I'm undecidable I gotta go, but I'm not a goat, just yet
Till we find peace, I'm reading audibles and saying soundly
I'm sleeping still, but it still ain't real
I'm waiting for the day that I can get a deal
Another one is really how I feel, go for the kill
What, go for the kill

Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head
Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head

Yo this freak shit
Don't count on me, you're doubting me, this ain't free shit
I'm bout to be a masterpiece, and I don't need this
But you gon' see this, cause this is freak shit, yeah

Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head
Heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my hand, heavy in my head, heavy in my head

I was selling drugs like molly rocks up in my pocket
Girl, she turn to do some pills and everybody fucking popping
I ain't stopping till I'm drunk man, at least that's my plan
These hands rolling out my hands I'm drinking till I can't stand
Just so you can observe, that I've been immersed
My homie laying dead in the hearse, you can't fix it with words, we living like we cursed
We discarded the earth, till we buried in dirt, till we buried in dirt
I know it hurts, I'm hurting too, I'm as crazy as you
No advice can fucking do, our work got shunned through
Me and you, to the bitter ends and even if it takes a lifetime
I know that light shines bright on the other side
In due time we'll get mine, you'll get yours, we'll be fine
Hold on tight to that lifeline, we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine

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