Heavy Is the Head With the Crown by Nate Rose Lyrics
[Chorus: Nate Rose]
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick
[Verse 1: Nate Rose]
I'm back up to bat again, [?]
[?] I'm bad as a bastard
I rolled with the punches they packing
Then I spend them up like they're working for NASA
You got a whip and a caddy
But I prefer all of my cash coming passive
So I only work when I want to
But I been the man for so long, it's a habit
They wanna know how I did it
I pulled out a rabbit and said it was magic
Abrakadabra, I make a decision with money
Never get fed into distractions
Critics can lay in the casket, dead
I always knew that I had it, check
Now it's so close I can grab it
And anyone doubting get wrapped up in plastic, bitch
[Chorus: Nate Rose]
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick
[Verse 2: wifisfuneral]
Fuck nigga claiming that he beating down the block now
What's them assumptions
In my pants steady hanging with a pocket rocket in my pocket, won't touch shit
I'm from Palm Beach County with the fuck shit
[?] we stunting
And I got them [?] now I'm running
Top shotter [?] you ain't never gunned shit
We ain't never cut from the same cloth
You ain't never been on the block, had to sling rock
Broke as fuck all up in the trap, 30 days with the same drawers
[?] aim on
[?] bitch how to flame on
Number nine on me, yeah riding [?]
[?]
[Chorus: Nate Rose]
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick
[Verse 1: Nate Rose]
I'm back up to bat again, [?]
[?] I'm bad as a bastard
I rolled with the punches they packing
Then I spend them up like they're working for NASA
You got a whip and a caddy
But I prefer all of my cash coming passive
So I only work when I want to
But I been the man for so long, it's a habit
They wanna know how I did it
I pulled out a rabbit and said it was magic
Abrakadabra, I make a decision with money
Never get fed into distractions
Critics can lay in the casket, dead
I always knew that I had it, check
Now it's so close I can grab it
And anyone doubting get wrapped up in plastic, bitch
[Chorus: Nate Rose]
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick
[Verse 2: wifisfuneral]
Fuck nigga claiming that he beating down the block now
What's them assumptions
In my pants steady hanging with a pocket rocket in my pocket, won't touch shit
I'm from Palm Beach County with the fuck shit
[?] we stunting
And I got them [?] now I'm running
Top shotter [?] you ain't never gunned shit
We ain't never cut from the same cloth
You ain't never been on the block, had to sling rock
Broke as fuck all up in the trap, 30 days with the same drawers
[?] aim on
[?] bitch how to flame on
Number nine on me, yeah riding [?]
[?]
[Chorus: Nate Rose]
I am not with the fuck shit
You in the dust quick
Heavy is the head with the crown, yeah
I had to touch it
My girl got masters degree, yeah
Still had to bust it
Wrist gon' bust down
Stop growing up quick