Heavy Lyrics - J. Cole

More liquor when we ride 

Toast niggas, we alive 

Golddiggers look inside, I ain't in the back 

Me? I'm in the front seat, driving like I'm 1 deep 

If you want to come see, you know where I'm at 

Go-getters on tha rise, toast niggas we've arrived 

Old niggas step aside, ain't no coming back 

Big thangs on my mind, switch lanes and recline 

Get brains from a dime, how you love that? 

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Alone in my zone, tell me don't it sound stunning 

Been fucked the world but she just now coming 

If I ever fell off I would hit the ground running 

I ain't never been the one for fourth down punting 

Aiming at a couple heads, bitch I'm crown hunting 

Red dots cause a nigga dread locks 

So I lockpick just to lock shit back 

I want "Money, Power, Respect" since The Lox said that 

Better stay up on ya toes, this is not tic tac 

Yeah, I'm a breath of fresh air, you can place your bets here 

Balling like a Laker, you should pray for next year 

Cause I'm repeating and I'm 3-peating 

And I'm knee-deep in the game 

It's quick sand and I keep sinking 

The label heat seeking, nigga ain't sign me 

What the fuck was he thinking? 

They say I killed the game, that was only preseason 

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I'm heavy 

Lil' nigga I'm heavy 

I'm so heavy, I'm feeling heavy 

Carolina I'm heavy 

In New York I'm heavy 

Out in LA I'm heavy 

I'm so heavy 

No album to my name and I'm already hot 

You can say I'm pre-heated 

If money talks, mine telling yours be seated 

Illest nigga in tha game bitch and you can retweet it 

Email that shit, make sure you CC it 

For these fuck niggas who don't want to believe it 

I'll be in the airport damn near barefoot 

Security hollering out, Cole we need it 

Getting high as fuck and I dont even be weeded 

No point drinking I can't even be faded 

Real recognise real like they related 

You ain't no fucking G boy, your style G-Rated 

Hatred is flattery I'm glad to be hated 

Fucking bad bitches that would rather be dated 

Carolina niggas just glad that he made it 

My money was running late now it's happy belated 

I'm heavy 

Nigga I'm heavy 

Hey, I'm so heavy, I'm feeling heavy 

Lil' nigga, in New York I'm heavy 

Queens, I'm feeling heavy 

Fayet-nam nigga, I'm so heavy 

I'm feeling heavy 

Lil' nigga I'm heavy