World on My Shoulders

[Intro]

Olympicks

Uh

Yeah

Elz, what's poppin? Yeah

Shit, we got these niggas like white folks 500 years ago, man

Haha

Uh, let's go

[Verse 1]

Long time coming, I can't feel my fuckin' face

Weezy on the track, murder was the fuckin' case

Me? I just be chillin' like a villain off a killing

I could have my goons clean you out like penicillin

I could paint the walls with yo' blood like acrylic

Chopper leave you with a half back, Corey Dillon

Michael Jackson, off the wall, Weezy, no ceilings

And bitch, I'm still ballin' like Bo Diddley

Yeah, let's do this shit, I do this shit

Scary movie on my hip, keep a extra movie clip

Weezy F. Baby, and tonight, the F for foolishness

Two pony tails, damn right, Punky Brewster, bitch

I'm sicker than your granny, take the baby, kill the nanny

Get a blind ho pregnant, she'll never see the baby daddy

I'm a addict, a addict for suck, swallow and slave

You pussy ass niggas got me turning in my grave

[Chorus]

I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders

And I got everybody breathing down my back

And I try to get high to get over

Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact

Yeah, I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders

And I got everybody breathing down my back

And I try to get high to get over

Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact

Yeah

[Verse 2]

I don't give a shit ho, you can kiss my dick hole

Don't snort no shit, won't be no shit

But you can't tell that to this nose

Got the world on the end of my fish pole

Bad bitches at my dispose

Fuck you talking 'bout, bitch? I ain’t cold, I'm Nat King Cole

I unload, then I reload

Put the gun to your earlobe

I'll rob anybody, shit, I'll rob a Dinero

Shout out to my heroes, Mary Jane and Lor-i-tab

I'm so swagged out, I put your head in her Louis bag

I'm off the wall, I'm off the motherfuckin' wall, y'all

I'll put a bitch through hell with gasoline drawers on

It's like my minds a parking lot, but all the cars gone

And seein' pussies get shot, give me a hard on

Pause, some of these niggas is the laws

And some of these blood suckers need straws

Yeah, it's Weezy Baby, mothafucka

I'll D.O.A them motherfuckas, yeah

[Chorus]

I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders

And I got everybody breathing down my back

And I try to get high to get over

Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact

Yeah, I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders

And I got everybody breathing down my back

And I try to get high to get over

Bitch, you can catch a nut or catch a contact

Yeah