D.Charles - Bodybuilder lyrics

[intro] Yeah DMG, 9mil ENT Yeah, shoutout boyscout This for my n***as man Yah, yah [verse 1] Weight on my chesr Gotta bench press And f** who ain't Tryna spot me Cause all they wanna do Is just put me in a fax scan And them n***as go copy I can see how they watch me I can see how they doubt me And ain't nobody f**ing wit my cliqe But ain't nobody rockin wit yo possey Real n***a that's likely, fake n***a unlikely Man i'm old school like the isley's And I don't care if you really don't like me Cause my city got my back Yeah my city on my back My city on my back, i'm on my bodybuilder sh** No i'm not a waiter, no i'm not a waiter But you can catch these hollow tips Yeah I do this sh**, I swear I do it for my fam That, Toi, T-wing, Freddy G$, and can't forget My little n***a Szebo See all them n***as they my kin folk, and I be spitting like i'm mental Sweet tooth I need a dental I got bars like a gym do, I got bars and I think you lost signal Can you hear me now? Man I don't give a f**, cause i'm stuck still lost, in these tunes I'm heading to the top, you better make some room, i'm heading to the top so You n***as better move, get up out my way, get out my face And I don't really care what you n***as gotta say, cause I come from the streets Where they bang with the heat for the beef, better hope they don't cook out today Hol'up [hook] Weight on my shoulder (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my city (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my chest (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta benchpress (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my n***as (bodybuilder sh**) Weight for my fam (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my back (bodybuilder sh**) Goota lift it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta pick it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta lift it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta pick it up (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my shoulders, weight on my city, weight on my chest, gotta bench press [verse 2 Six] Weight on my back Weight on my neck Weight on my arms Weight on my chest, wait a muf**a tryna go against The best so I hit him with my right, knock the n***a to his left 9 militant, it's so militant, that the military couldn't prep Cause my regiment is so tight knit, wit light sh** for rep If it's smoke cloud in the air Then it's kush on my breath Yeah I survived another year, we gon celibrate to these steps Weight on my family, and my team waiting on me So it ain't no guess that if need be I get greasy, to feed we with no hesi (hesitation) Yeah they call me six shoota I've been going hard, for that mula You still love, playing that bull pin I won't go in, I go through ya My mom straight, my dad cool Cause I bodybuild lex luger If they ever fell today i'll go right Back and grab that ruler, i'm riding Dow 95 windows on tint, of course i'm fly Heading down Bmore For stockos, with ocho and the guys When we step in the spot, you see the crowd control They eyes, yeah I been black, but however Ugly rats got em hypnotized [hook] Weight on my shoulder (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my city (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my chest (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta benchpress (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my n***as (bodybuilder sh**) Weight for my fam (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my back (bodybuilder sh**) Goota lift it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta pick it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta lift it up (bodybuilder sh**) Gotta pick it up (bodybuilder sh**) Weight on my shoulders, weight on my city, weight on my chest, gotta bench press