Pop Trunk Productions - Im Gravy (Blow) lyrics

We can only do this one time you know... We don't have alotta time to be here... [Verse 1: Jesse Is Heavyweight] S/o my n***a Free, my bro is Ill 2 Def Before you climb the staircase, u gotta build the steps Feelings in my feelings, until my feelings felt Across the street they selling H for a good belt Bro I made my plate like a good chef We all eat till ain't nobody in the hood left Alotta loud, went the mile this how that good smelt Alotta smiles, I need a mile and some good help Matter fact f** n***as do it all alone Matter fact f** n***as I bought a smarter home b**h Im here now They pray I gear down But I can't another case of the weird files I caught a money flu, it wasn't polio I did a bunch of shows, so I shout out Roanoake We Get Dollas Texas known as the Big D Smoke alotta weed like its the 60s We hit a pot farm You n***as not warm I made a guap touring Donuts in a drop foreign Tossed my old hoe, got a new queen And I won the chip b**h I got a few rings... [Hook: Jesse Is Heavyweight] Is you Gravy then let everybody know (Im Gravy), if you Gravy then let everybody blow, blow, blow! 3X [Verse 2: Jesse Is Heavyweight] So many fake, I swear yo homie he just act real Shoot for the stars, it ain't a track drill I hustled hard moved up b**h thats not a lie And I can't f** with everybody u gotta qualify I sit back worth a Shaq, and eat this apple pie Philosophize on the Word book of Malicah Watch meteors shower the Cali sky Dolce on my clothes cologne travel sized Unc hit a lick Ice, Jewelry Heist He 58, he get 10, could be doing life You think I hit a lick, Ice stupid nice I look like I walked away from a j**elry heist Tell them boys I know My gang came up, so all my boys could blow Thangs changed up all my boys I know They all changed up, I had to slam my doe [Hook: Jesse Is Heavyweight]