Weight Hustle Gang (Ft. Kim Minnis, Tokyo Jetz, Trae tha Truth, Translee & Young Dro)

[Intro: Yung Booke]
Whoa

[Chorus: Yung Booke]
That's too much weight on me
Uh, I've been dealin' with the load
I've been fuckin' with them hoes
Are you friend or you foes?
I don't know
That's too much weight on me
Propaganda all the way in Atlanta
It get real when they stamp ya
Can't wait for the money 'cause the money don't wait on me

[Bridge: Yung Booke]
I, ya, ya, ya
I, ya, woo, ya
I, ya, ya, ya-a
Wait
I, ya, ya, ya
I, ya, woo, ya
I, ya, ya-a, ya, ya
Don't wait on me

[Verse 1: Tokyo Jetz]
Well respected, no one to shit, no
Boss shit, you see me point, well then you better get down
Pop sold dope, hit the weight on the way
Had to go and get it, couldn't wait on the plate
Mistakes on the plate
Blang, blang on the brace
Gang bang on the case 'cause I stated my case
Only church boy with the thing on my waist
Gotta feed the fam
All my kin kids straight
You know pressure made the diamond
Clique still grindin'
Made it through the struggle
Closer to the silver linin'
Charged up Duracell and the Energizer
So I can't sympathize ya, I gotta minimize ya
Now how you gonna act?
Ain't even got a rearview
No we ain't goin' back
Stay down for flex
Playground with the swing
Put a nigga out to ring
Plus we fuckin' with the king
We ain't waitin' for a goddamn thing