Heavy
Audio Push ft. OG Maco Lyrics
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We 'bout to go on tour
That’s be cool, thank you
Hm, my nigga
Lo, uh look, I’m with Mac, goin’ ducko
Tell Ducko when we hit the A, I’mma need hoes by the busload
But only the freaks, they like women
(Don’t judge, though)
My east coast girls love the in-hoe dutch mode
Respect, the real niggas gimme the up mode
Shit, gon’ crash the internet as soon as it upload
I trust no, woman or man
Who make the mans but don’t come with the plan
Off brands, might sweaner yo fam
'Cause you think you a man with that gun in yo hand
Stupid (I’m a man without it)
Friday boy, you on yo crack shit
It’s Friday, nigga, and I’m on Craigslist
'Cause I’m bored as shit and I wanna buy somethin’
I’m havin’ flashbacks with my cousin in the mall, broke, I couldn’t buy nothin’
We got it poppin’, got it live jumpin’
But I been ready like my ride comin’
In my ride bumpin’ at the traffic light
Webbey on, bangin’ savage life
If my money there and that package right
Oh, it’s about to be a bloody snipe
I pull up on that walk in the room
She askin’ fo’ rough sex
You pull up on a y'all in the room
She askin’ is it up yet?
We ain’t the same, nigga, enough said
Oh, let me guess, you got us next?
Well, I don’t care, I’m in the present moment
And this a wrap like winnin’ presents
Open time to kill the game
Any last words? You hit the hood
You won’t get a past
You be lucky to even get the password
To the wifi, my niggas crash nerds
Two rules, rule number two before yo pass herbs
Nigga, ask first, and number two before you steal my flow
I’d appreciate it if you’d ask first
Nigga!
All of my soldiers is ready
You know that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy
All of my soldiers is ready
You know all my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know (hey nigga!)
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
Dumb clean, I’m dumb clean
Used to walk, now I run things
Seen every where they tryna make us quit
But I never switched, I got one team
We ball out, it’s time to ball now
I’m just livin’ plans that I draw out
In my girl be trippin’ like it can’t be different
I can get a mistress with a call now
But I’m chilling out, I put my phone down
Gotta get it 'cause they bluffing out here
Turnin’ nothing into something out here
'Cause our trap is boomin’ beaming bunkin’ out here
Lot of bitches, sorry lot a women
But just find you one 'cause it ain’t nothin’ out here
They claim they modelin’ or servin’ bottles
But in actuality they fuckin’ out here
Drop that shit!
All of my soldiers is ready
Ya know that my soldiers is ready
So cross my line if you want to
Just make sure you know where you headin’
I keep real ones in my section
It’s only real ones in this section (only the real)
So if you ain’t here, don’t get upset
But you probably ain’t getting accepted
Kevin Gates, I don’t get tired
I get high and I get inspired
I take my mind and I get inside it
I get beats autopilot
I get my beats neat, auto pilot
You see what I did there? I’m on my shit
Get on yo side 'cause I’m with my clique
And fuck a hater, nigga, they seen my shit, watch!
All of my soldiers is ready
Ya know that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy
All of my soldiers is ready
You know that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy (hey nigga!)
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know (hey nigga!)
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
Aye, aye, I love it, livin’ dumb is perfect
Went from mobbin’ to merchin’
From all that work, it went from silent to quote to quote
Comin’ bitch were good over here
Notice nurtures, what ya lookin’ at dear?
In clothin' explosion of orgasm in my ear
I came to rumble, leave a few contusions
And these rappers average with some grand illusions
In the game like a home intrusion
I want everything and the restitution
Fuck the mule, I’mma act to ask
This is execution, sign the retribution
'Cause his parents hatin' tryna play the music
But it still play the music, gettin’ played’s a mule-e
Bitch you made yo rubik, I been makin’ movies
I’m like Stanley Kubrik, takin’ back the 20s
Bitch, that’s therapeutic, see the planets tryna cop the movies
We go convoluted, leave they chances putrid
I can kill a goosey nigga, fuck the wolfers
Based decisions on the fact we winnin'
Meet the hottest truly and they hardly humid
They like OG Mac a rapper? I hardly knew it
'Cause you slightly stupid or Europeanated
Fuck a simulation and these imitations
They can’t rap with Cadey, this is innovation
Best accommodate me 'fore I take it, commas
Get eradicated for some simple drama
Trap dilapidated but 'em junkers' comin’
Now I’m sellin’ records and they celebratin’
Seas all sybil but it’s complicated
'Cause my niggas hungry and these streets is warming
So I sommersault, I need to syndicate
All these wins and losses got us motivated
Fuck yo frustration and irritation
'Cause we plantin’ seeds, did the irrigation
Now it’s illustrated like a dobey made it
Infatuated with these extra racks
Neva fuck with lames, it’s the combination of the conversation
That’s a pimp ass, now you antiquated, been trashed
Yes, I made and gate it, never sold my soul, for the bin trash
All of my soldiers is ready
Ya know that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy
All of my soldiers is ready
Ya know that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is heavy
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
I’ll never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em know
The song "Heavy" by Audio Push is an exploration of the rap duo's rise to prominence in the music industry. The lyrics tell a story of being on tour and dealing with groupies, while also grappling with the pressures and temptations of success. The repeated refrain of "benjies on benjies" (short for Benjamin Franklin, meaning money) emphasizes the theme of financial success and materialism. The final verse features a powerful message about staying true to oneself and not selling out for success.
The first verse begins with Audio Push expressing excitement about going on tour with their friend Mac. They talk about wanting to have lots of women with them, but only those who are up for more adventurous activities. The theme of money is introduced when they mention their "cutthroat" approach and desire to "crash the internet" with their success. They express distrust in others who only talk about making money without having a solid plan. The reference to "Friday" and "Craigslist" suggests they have humble origins while the mention of "Webbey" and "savage life" suggest they have come a long way. The end of the verse conveys a sense of bravado and confidence in their own unique style.
The second verse focuses more on the challenges of success and staying true to oneself. They reference Kevin Gates, who famously declared he "never gets tired," and express their commitment to their own music. They mention the dangers of being led astray by fake friends and groupies in the music industry. The repetition of "all of my soldiers is ready" emphasizes their sense of unity and loyalty to their team. The final verse brings in a political message, criticizing those who exploit music for profit without respect for the art or the culture. The chorus repeats the message of staying true to oneself and not letting money corrupt their values.
Line by Line Meaning
We 'bout to go on tour
We are excited to embark on our upcoming tour
Tell Ducko when we hit the A, I’mma need hoes by the busload
When we arrive in Atlanta, please make sure there are lots of women waiting for us
My east coast girls love the in-hoe dutch mode
My female acquaintances from the East Coast enjoy smoking marijuana in intimate situations
Off brands, might sweaner yo fam
Cheap and inferior products may deceive and negatively affect your family
'Cause you think you a man with that gun in yo hand
Owning a gun does not necessarily make you a man
I’m havin’ flashbacks with my cousin in the mall, broke, I couldn’t buy nothin’
I remember being young and unable to afford items while shopping with my cousin
We ball out, it’s time to ball now
We are determined to succeed and enjoy our successes
I’d appreciate it if you’d ask first
Please request permission before copying my style or work
Just make sure you know where you headin’
Be aware of your direction and potential consequences of your actions
I want everything and the restitution
I aim to attain all possible success and compensation for my efforts
Meet the hottest truly and they hardly humid
We are the most skilled and passionate artists in the game, and our success is not fickle
Now it’s illustrated like a dobey made it
Our success is now clearly visible and undeniable
Never sold my soul, for the bin trash
I maintain my artistic integrity and have not sacrificed my values for financial gain
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Julian Brown, Larry Jacks
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