William Leonard Roberts II was born in Coahoma County, Mississippi and raised in Carol City, Florida, near Miami After graduating from Carol City Senior High School, he later attended the historically black college Albany State University in Albany, Georgia.
After being signed to Suave House Records, former label for rap duo 8Ball & MJG, he eventually signed a deal with Slip-n-Slide Records, which has been under the Def Jam umbrella since 2006. While signed to Slip-n-Slide, Ross toured with fellow rapper Trick Daddy and made guest performances on other Slip-n-Slide rap albums
His debut album Port of Miami was released in August 2006 and debuted at the top spot on the Billboard 200 album chart, with sales at 187,000 units after its first week
In March 2008, his second album Trilla was released and, as its predecessor Port of Miami had, debuted at the top of the Billboard 200.[8] Its lead single "Speedin'" featuring R. Kelly peaked at #121 on the Billboard Hot 100; the next one, "The Boss" featuring T-Pain peaked at #17 on the Hot 100. The third single "Here I Am" featured Nelly and Avery Storm
Deeper Than Rap is the third studio album by American rapper Rick Ross, released April 21, 2009 on his label Maybach Music Group and Slip-n-Slide Records, with distribution from Def Jam Recordings. The album debuted at number one on the U.S. Billboard 200 chart, selling 158,000 copies its first week. Singles from the album were: Mafia Music, Maybach Music II, Magnificent, & All I Really Want.
Teflon Don is the fourth studio album by American rapper Rick Ross, released July 20, 2010 on Maybach Music Group and Def Jam Recordings. Production for the album took place during 2009 to 2010 and was handled by several record producers, including Clark Kent, No I.D., The Olympicks, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, Lex Luger, Danja, The Inkredibles, The Remedy, and Kanye West
The album debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, selling 176,300 copies in its first week. It attained some international charting and produced three singles with moderate Billboard chart success. Upon its release, Teflon Don received generally positive reviews from most music critics, earning praise for its cinematic production and Ross's lyrical persona.
Ross has signed Pill, Meek Mill, & Wale to his label Maybach Music Group. In 2010 Rick Ross made an offer to rapper Wiz Khalifa to sign to Maybach Music Group but he decided to sign with Atlantic instead.
Heavyweight
Rick Ross Lyrics
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I'm so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street
Quarter key got me livin' like I'm Don King
Heavyweight, I'm in the ring nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Don't make me hit you 'cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding
License suspended, ridin' with the yay
I shit where I eat, I trap where I stay
Snortin' powder, poppin' Belaire Rose
And I don't give a fuck what pussy niggas say
Michelangelo of this trap game
Traded fifteen bags of mid for a half a thing
We mix that eighteen, now it's thirty-six
Turned that midget to a brick, that's a pretty flip
Shout out Mally Mall, I got a few bitches
I don't get my dick sucked, unless it's two bitches
My trap Mike Tyson, nigga, heavyweight
I'm sleepin' in the trap, we open every day
I'm parkin' on my block, I'm beatin' on my street
Twelve all in my ass, they locked my row up last week
These niggas know they pussy, talkin' bout they robbin'
Talkin' bout they eatin', these niggas out here starvin'
I been touchin' the set, I made my way to a key
I'm so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street
Quarter key got me livin' like I'm Don King
Heavyweight, I'm in the ring nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Don't make me hit you 'cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding
Diamonds on my pinky, women on my dizzle
Bulletproof the Lincoln, there go Ricky Rizzle
I'm the Thrilla in Manila, Belaire, my Ciroc vanilla
My cousin certified killer
When he died, I know I cried a river
You come and go, that came down from the Lord
Every night I hit Rose case like a fuckin' voice
Hallelujah, momma screamin' "Hallelujah"
Pray for your son cause momma, you had you a shooter
For this cocaine, they standin' in this cold rain
In pneumonia weather tryna move that whole thing
Heat game, season tickets, that's for my whole team
'88 Mike Tyson, that's with the gold teeth
Heavyweight, Don King, Robin Givens, big dreams
I been touchin' the set, I made my way to a key
I'm so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street
Quarter key got me livin' like I'm Don King
Heavyweight, I'm in the ring nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Don't make me hit you 'cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding
The lyrics to Rick Ross and Slab's song Heavyweight depict the life of a drug dealer. The singer speaks of his love for the trap, and how he has acquired his wealth and success by dealing drugs. He portrays himself as a heavyweight in the drug game, drawing inspiration from the famous boxing promoter, Don King. He also references Mike Tyson, another heavyweight in the boxing world, to describe the power and influence he holds in the streets.
The lyrics go on to describe the dangers and risks that come with the job. The singer admits to carrying a weapon and driving with drugs in the car, acknowledging his legal troubles. He also boasts about his extravagant lifestyle, including diamond-studded jewelry, expensive cars, and women. However, he remains unfazed by what others may say about him, indicating a sense of being unapologetic and unashamed of his actions.
Overall, the lyrics to Heavyweight emphasize the undeniable and sometimes dangerous allure of drug dealing. They detail the lavish lifestyle that can come with it, but also the fear and danger that can follow. The singer portrays himself as a powerful figure, drawing inspiration from the boxing world to elevate his own status in the drug game.
Line by Line Meaning
I been touchin' the set, I made my way to a key
I have worked my way up in the drug dealing world and now I have access to a large quantity of drugs
I'm so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street
I am deeply committed to drug dealing, I even purchased a house across from where I conduct my business
Quarter key got me livin' like I'm Don King
A small amount of drugs has allowed me to live a lavish lifestyle like a famous boxing promoter
Heavyweight, I'm in the ring nigga, ding ding
I am a major player in the drug dealing world and I'm ready to fight for my territory if necessary
Don't make me hit you 'cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Don't make me use violence to protect my drug business, I am ready to fight back
Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding
If you cross me, I will not hesitate to steal from you
License suspended, ridin' with the yay
I am driving with illegal drugs even though I don't have a valid driver's license
I shit where I eat, I trap where I stay
I do my drug business where I live, which is risky and could lead to trouble with the law
Snortin' powder, poppin' Belaire Rose
I indulge in drugs and alcohol to cope with the stress and danger of my lifestyle
And I don't give a fuck what pussy niggas say
I don't care about the opinions of weak or scared people who aren't involved in the drug world
Michelangelo of this trap game
I am a skilled and creative drug dealer, the master artist of my trade
Traded fifteen bags of mid for a half a thing
I traded a small amount of low-quality drugs for a larger amount of high-quality drugs
We mix that eighteen, now it's thirty-six
We combined two small amounts of drugs to create a larger amount and increase our profits
Turned that midget to a brick, that's a pretty flip
We turned a small amount of drugs into a large quantity, which is a profitable move
My trap Mike Tyson, nigga, heavyweight
My drug operation is like a heavyweight boxer, powerful and dangerous
I'm sleepin' in the trap, we open every day
I sleep where I sell drugs because my business is open all the time
Twelve all in my ass, they locked my row up last week
The police arrested me and my associates recently
These niggas know they pussy, talkin' bout they robbin'
Other drug dealers are not as tough or successful as they claim to be
Talkin' bout they eatin', these niggas out here starvin'
Other drug dealers are struggling to make enough money to survive
Diamonds on my pinky, women on my dizzle
I display my wealth with expensive jewelry and attract women with my success
Bulletproof the Lincoln, there go Ricky Rizzle
My car is bulletproof to protect me from rival drug dealers or law enforcement
I'm the Thrilla in Manila, Belaire, my Ciroc vanilla
I am the most exciting and successful drug dealer in my area, celebrated with expensive alcohol
My cousin certified killer
My relative is known for his violent or deadly actions
When he died, I know I cried a river
I was deeply upset when my cousin passed away
You come and go, that came down from the Lord
People enter and leave the drug business, but fate is beyond our control
Every night I hit Rose case like a fuckin' voice
I drink expensive alcohol every night to cope with the stress of my life
Hallelujah, momma screamin' 'Hallelujah'
My mother is grateful for my success even though she knows the dangers of my lifestyle
Pray for your son cause momma, you had you a shooter
My mother's prayers for my safety are necessary because she raised someone who is capable of using violence
For this cocaine, they standin' in this cold rain
There are people who will withstand harsh conditions to buy or sell drugs
In pneumonia weather tryna move that whole thing
People are willing to risk their health and safety to transport or sell large quantities of drugs
Heat game, season tickets, that's for my whole team
I provide luxury items for my associates and employees
'88 Mike Tyson, that's with the gold teeth
I am the Mike Tyson of my time, celebrated for being tough and successful, and I have expensive dental work
Heavyweight, Don King, Robin Givens, big dreams
I am like a famous boxing promoter and boxer, with aspirations of fame and fortune
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: William Leonard Roberts II
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Whole Slab killed it!!!
@DirectorEClazz
🔥 Slab went in. His verse is how I feel and live #DoubleMG
@TheXLShow-ci7nz
DUECE POPPI!
@audiofeinz5754
His shit was trash
@jason230791
Still a banger in 2020 #WorkoutMusic
@pattyboy9183
love this song
@adolphford9230
This track is Soo Pure 🔥
@rmercedez1768
This music is awesomeness
@DiScaryGuy
Slab needs to drop more 🔥🔥🔥🔥
@Patawon
Say what you want about the homie but he stay putting out 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥