Ayo it's Heavy Papa aka Heavy Duty,
don't hide the beauty
Representing Kanka always,
top militarian,
the Jamba Boys
The goal is to touch your soul,
everywhere I go I make it warm
I'll never inform but I'm fully on foam
I'll bring the fire, storms they bring the storm
Yeah,
Flava,
Flava
First things first I'm a real G,
has a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me
If I ain't the GOAT then I will be,
they know this so the 7th figure deal me
Oh do you feel me,
facts what I'm still on,
and I still got racks from my road on
And we used to bang your d*** now your
album this just something that we on
Now look around and there ain't no love now,
scream f*** them all I'm on crack now
When they call me bro like we're blood now,
with the cap only it's so mad now
Like,
I still sturt on her brother while you're there with your bros
Make her tear for your clothes,
feel the fear in your eyes when I scare to the flows
You'll mind the D,
5 years on the road,
I still don't do police,
cause I act like they care when they do the least
And,
every time I drop a new release,
girl you pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats or Flitz
I let the 4-way do the deets,
when I'm touring I do the streets So calm
till caught on the road for your stupid tweets
And then you act like you need to beef,
I thought I told you
Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the road like I'm Rachel Anson
It's like I'm Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the road like I'm Rachel Anson
Paintings on a homie at ransom,
I go beefing,
making anthem
I just drop the heat and do tour,
from Amsterdam to New York
You want b*** with gawk,
go f*** with straw,
alright calm down don't get defensive
Oh this flow is so expensive,
I can't let you rent this
They shall try and reinvent this,
they shall try and they will fail
All my G's they buy and sell,
rude boy I should be in jail
For all these rhythms that I push to my clientele
Alright look I'm Young Black Flying Cool,
think that's how I got by in school
Man get whooped start buying jewels,
the man get shook start buying
Darn man you bunch of lying fools,
rude boy *** me if you dare
Then she whispered in my ear,
said,
my queen missed you bad
It's like I'm Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the road
like I'm Rachel Anson Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the
road like I'm Rachel Anson Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the
road like I'm Rachel Anson Young Black Flying Handsome,
run down the
road like I'm Rachel Anson