Weight Don't Lie

Name: Weight Don't Lie
Duration: 230 s
Description: Weight Don't Lie by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “The win starts asking for more than the hands can hold without shaking”

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Weight Don't Lie lyrics

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Intro

The weight settles in the chest before the numbers even hit the scale

Verse 1

Late nights with the scale, stacks that feel like bricks stacking in the lungs Friends who laughed through the fire now sit quiet when the tab comes due The shine on the wrist used to scream proof, now it whispers another test The bag gets bigger but the room shrinks with each new step you take You chase the high that the low can't reach, but the high starts charging interest The ones who folded under the load still smile in the rearview like ghosts The pressure that built the stone is the one that can press it back to dust You count the wins but the losses sit louder in the quiet after the rush The house you bought feels smaller when the ones who mattered don't show up The court dates stack like the bags, each one taking a piece you can't get back The corner runs that used to feel like freedom now feel like another link in the chain The empty passenger seat that used to hold the ones who believed before the shine changed the script The late night drives where the glass holds the weight talking back without a sound

Pre-chorus

The win starts asking for more than the hands can hold without shaking

Chorus

Weight don't lie, the win goes quiet The chains you chase start writing the script you can't rewrite Most folks pass but few taste the living in between the lines The blade you trust ends up cutting the grip you thought was tight

Verse 2

You watch the ones who made it out the mud but the mud never washed clean A bigger bag just means a heavier chain on that tired neck The sword you picked to survive is the one that writes the final check You live by the choice that cuts both ways, the edge you trusted most The pressure that polished the stone is the one that can press it back to dust But the part you can't see waits until the glow goes low and the room goes cold The ones who cheered the loudest are the first to fold when the tab comes back around You built the name but the name started building walls you can't climb out The quiet after the win feels louder than the crowd that used to roar your name The family house that raised you now feels like a museum of who you left behind The ones who stayed close only when the bag was full enough to share the glow

Bridge

Folks pass on, that part comes easy like the sun going down It's the living that most people skip or trade for the easy way out The weight that built the diamond is the one that can press it back to dust

Chorus

Outro

Weight don't lie...

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