Lightweights

I was born in this, ay And up until you put a sword in me, ay It's gonna be my way or the highway yeah, ay I been lifting lightweights yeah Tell Titty put my weight up Flex now so I get my cake up I been saving this shit for later Cuz I was born in this Poor mindset grand horrific Storing this till I let it all out pouring it Now it's all out deep down What I had hidden, never let it make a sound Was Like a penny on the ground Turn to quarters four more that's a dollar What's a dream worth Nothing Les your teamwork's something I could make you believe You'll just have to follow me I was born in this, ay And up until you put a sword in me, ay It's gonna be my way or the highway yeah, ay I been lifting lightweights yeah Tell Titty put my weight up Flex now so that I can stay up Let me homie try and get his paper Hey They call us castaways, yeah Cast the bait on the lakefront, trailblazing God, I found what I'm made for And it ain't for no reason This the way that the pieces Picked up after each other Let the moment feed me Feels like I'm drifting It's a makeshift mission God, what you gonna do with all that air that you're breathing Whatcha gonna make out of the evening If you can't even, 'cuz you feel uneven I'm dealing with a hundred million different scheming, to make dough To cook up with my thugs cuz we need a couple bucks to keep trucking along On these couple dozen songs long nights sitting by a metronome Spitting beat poems to the beat of my pulse to the pulse On my bones, build brawn, cuz we got this far against all odds like Hey, they call us castaways They tell us that we're floaters Anonymous note in the bottom of the ocean They say it ain't easy to get picked up by Someone who could read much less, who could do much but This is for the love Cuz not everybody's got enough I was born in this, ay And up until you put a sword in me, ay It's gonna be my way or the highway yeah, ay I been lifting lightweights yeah Tell Titty put my weight up Flex now so that I can stay up Let me homie try and get his paper I was born in this, (Hey) Ay (They call us castaways) And up until you put a sword in me (Anonymous note in the bottom of the ocean) ay It's gonna be my way or the highway yeah (They say it 'ain't easy) I been lifting lightweights yeah (The chosen one) Tell Titty put my weight up Flex now so I get my cake up Let me homie try and get his paper