Heavy Mind ft. Sam Suavé & Ademore Lyrics

My skin is brown I can't live right

No hoodies on in public that's right

I wake up in the morning the sun's bright

At least I'm blessed, baby I'm alright

But to these people, there's only one side

You are either black, or you are either white

But I'm not one, my genes can't pick a side

Since when can a man not live his own life

I can't be one I've already tried

I guess I sit just between the lines

I guess I sit just between the lines

I'm on the road, and my momma's crying

She wonders why the world is so blind

I'm smoking on gas just to ease my mind

I'm moving slow, momma no need to cry

I promised myself I'ma live this life

So I'm flowing over beats that will blow your mind

And I'm going pen and pad, that's my type of grind

I don't have no fucking guns, that's a waste of time

And I have a pretty girl, yeah, she is a dime

So let me roll one up just to pass some time

My daddy told me once you can never cry

I can barely stand tall I gotta heavy mind

So let me roll one up just to pass some time

Look, yeah, someone said I'm from the hardest ever

Where the people don't aim, they just palm Berettas

Fuck whatever, homie getting death in letters

If you wanna fuck with bro, I'll cut you like some cheddar

It's Brooklyn

Yeah, we can run it back like whenever

I gotta pretty white bitch, and her first name, Heather

She told me I was too cold, tryna gift me sweaters

Baby, can you calm down, I'm matching winter weather

Forever

Wait, baby, look at what I started

She said she don't care, so the problems get to starting

Said she want some breakfast from the corner Baskin Robbins

When I walk outside it's heavy cause I hear my music bopping

For real, she said this not big a deal

She said she know people who got Uzi for a feature

Said she know some people who got movies in the regal

Yeah, I know your pussy got connects, when I go in, that's all I feel

I'm in the booth where I'm 'posed to be

Smoking with my guys, and my weed got higher potency

Not sure where I came from, but I know where I'm gonna be

On top of all these niggas like a grandma on a family tree

I live this

I only hoop to keep my fitness

My boys are all rappers, so this is a family business

A misfit

I be fuckin on my mistress

Call my phone the next day and said, "I love how you hit this"

Why she actin' so surprised

Why she actin' like I didn't have her rolling back her eyes

Don't understand women

Can't take these girls serious, so I don't stand with 'em

Don't want empty pockets, so I put a couple bands in 'em

I'm a money man

Collecting all this paper, I could probably buy a hundred grams

Or a least fifty

Sipping on Bacardi, so you know I feel a li'l tipsy

Your girl asked for my number, and I told her that's a bit risky

My skin is brown I can't live right

No hoodies on in public that's right

I wake up in the morning the sun's bright

At least I'm blessed, baby I'm alright

But to these people, there's only one side

You are either black, or you are either white

But I'm not one, my genes can't pick a side

Since when can a man not live his own life

I can't be one I've already tried

I guess I sit just between the lines

I guess I sit just between the lines

I'm on the road, and my momma's crying

She wonders why the world is so blind

I'm smoking on gas just to ease my mind

I'm moving slow, momma no need to cry

I promised myself I'ma live this life