Deante’ Hitchcock – Weighing Me Down (ft. Reason) (Audio, Lyrics)

Deante’ Hitchcock is out with a new piece called “Weighing Me Down” which features Reason. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song.

Deante’ Hitchcock Weighing Me Down

Atlanta’s own Deante Hitchcock has been steadily putting in work this year, having left an excellent impression with his latest solo album Better. Featuring guest appearances from J.I.D, Young Nudy, and Ro James, the album was a solid showcase of Hitchcock’s versatility and a promising sign of things to come. Now, Deante has come through to keep the momentum rolling with an official Deluxe Edition to Better, which features an additional ten tracks of new material and guest appearances from Reason, Guapdad 4000, Miguel, and more.

While the original version found him connecting with the Dreamville camp, the Deluxe finds him turning to TDE, enlisting the talents of Reason for “Weighing Me Down.” Opting to take their time on a near-five minute track, the reflective drop finds the pair pondering the pros and cons of a fast-lane lifestyle. Given the pedigree of both emcees, there’s plenty to unpack between Hitchcock and Reason’s extensive verses, both of which are given ample time to shine.

Deante’ Hitchcock – Weighing Me Down (ft. Reason)

Lyrics

[Intro: Deante’ Hitchcock]
Weighing me down
Weighing me down (Carry on, carry on, carry on, fresh off a plane)
Weighing me down (Carry on, carry on, carry on), uh
Weighing me down, ayy, ayy, weighing me down

[Verse 1: Deante’ Hitchcock]
Stress on my brain, yeah, weighing me down
Made a few dollars, ironic it’s all of the chains that’s weighing me down
Carry on, carry on, carry on, fresh off a plane, yeah, weighing me down
Carry on, carry on, carry on, fresh off a plane, yeah, weighing me down, uh, weighing me down (Ayy, okay, okay)
My baby trippin’ (Okay)
My baby trippin’, I don’t wanna talk to nobody that can’t understand me (Woo)
The shit on my mind kinda hard to get off, play the game with the cards I was handed (Yeah)
What good is your spot when the power is off and you still somewhere stuck ‘tween the light and the dark
When it feel like you lost just, carry on, carry on, carry on
Born in the trenches, where niggas tote Glock with extensions
We feel like the odds is against us
Some niggas get even, some snakes, they get at you like mentions
Split that boy head, now he senseless
Folks say the violence is senseless but don’t be pretentious, Pretendin’ like we want a genocide, how this shit organized
We just a part of a system
Carry on, carry on, carry on (Okay)
My partner ran in them stores with a mask before Covid, he say if he go and get paid
His daughter just turned four, he do time in feds with no problem as long as she fed
Know [?] don’t no talkin’, end up like a dolphin, that boy put a hole in your head
Glock ’bout as big as the sock in the shoe, he be tuckin’ it in like he goin’ to bed
It’s hard to sleep though, you can starve but your conscience gon’ eat though
You can show no emotion at least go
And try to pray the world, pray on the weak though
When I was twelve, I ain’t fuck with police, bro
They takin’ life like it’s nothin’, so we look at life like it’s nothin’
And they want us to be creative? (Huh?)
Bitch, all we see is destruction (Destruction)
Bitch, all we see is corruption (Corruption)
Bitch, all we see is the pain (The pain)
God, I thought I was your son, shawty
Why all I see is the rain?
My momma call me by name, said this shit done been wilder than anything that she can think of
But we gon’ roll with the punches, Black folk like a [?], shit is over when we link up
Word global pandemic, two trash candidates
Three blunts of kush, got the pack, word to Anderson
We’ve been fucked up for forever, how can it get worse?
We ain’t scared of this shit, we can handle it
I see the light ’cause the pictures was candle-lit (Okay)
Hard to breathe when you livin’ in Hell
Hard to see when you lookin’ for the balance
Hard to wait when they tippin’ the scales

[Chorus: Deante’ Hitchcock & Songstress]
All I see is rainfall on my window pane, it’s nothin’
I’ll do it with all on my own, just for you, just for you, ooh (Ayy)
All I see is rainfall on my window pane, it’s nothin’
I’ll do it with all I promise, just for you, it’s just for you, ooh

[Verse 2: REASON]
Wait
Came in this bitch for the purpose
I ain’t lookin’ for handout to my earnin’
Conversations with my momma was worth it
The way she frame it, it was so picture perfect, ayy
You ain’t no killer, them niggas don’t care ’bout futures
See [?] was murkin’
I’m outside with the fellas but I’m at your [?] wait, wait
I ain’t tryna live inside of no cell, no, no, no
Felt comin’ up like my choices was buried or jail, woah, woah, woah
Niggas are strapped up with the sticky like velcro, woah, woah, woah
Kept one on each side like Monopoly railroad, woah, woah
Carry on, carry on, wait
I ain’t bragging ’bout my circumstances but I’m proud of the fact that I took this shit farther
Than what was expected, my city neglected, they trippin’, I need it to make me go harder
Cops is usin’ niggas bodies for targets
Every day I’m on the social, waitin’ for another to drop the shit, like when we waited for Carter
Five body shots, why niggas not strapped yet?
Why Breonna killers ain’t attacked yet?
Why niggas won’t give energy to change but’ll spin and scammin’ over Cash App?
Say we good over here, see my niggas condition
Hustle and scammin’, this shit like a sickness
Ain’t no remedy for bein’ in prison, I’m mindin’ my bidness
Carry on, carry on, wait

[Chorus: Deante’ Hitchcock & Songstress]
All I see is rainfall on my window pane it’s nothin’
I’ll do it with all on my own, just for you, just for you, ooh (Ayy)
All I see is rainfall on my window pane it’s nothin’
I’ll do it with all I promise, just for you, it’s just for you, ooh

[Outro: Deante’ Hitchcock & ongstress]
Weighing me down (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Weighing me down
Weighing me down (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Weighing me down, uh, weighing me down
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)