Heaven Songtext
von MIC

(Oooooohhh)

Pray I make it to heaven
That shit gone be hard cause I keep a weapon (ya ya)
That shit gone be hard I been serving sevens
That shit gone be hard I ain′t seen the reverend(ya ya)
Mix the Hennessy all up in my beverage
No I can't let my bitch see she can′t get no leverage (ya ya)
I'll be right here in the heat
When you get done walking through the rain
Filling up my lean cup spilling out my pain


Know that I be geeked up them drugs in my brain
Pop a Tesla that shit got my swerving in my lane
Trying to get my check up that shit there gone show me who fugazi
She gone give that neck up specially if she wanna be my mainy
Walt got hit with bullets man I wish that shit had grazed him
Rico had a firearm before he was of age
Every time you smoke a opp I sware the god you better face it
Better roll it in a swisher just to tell you how it taste
If you want less than a hunnid boy you better have some patience
Boy you bet not hit my phone unless you want the whole thang
You can ask me bout my pole and we can talk about the grains
Or you can ask me bout my hoe and I can tell you bout her anus
You can ask me bout the old me I'll tell you bout what pain is
Catch me clutching on my own heat im just staying dangerous
I just want to get rich and say fuck everything that′s famous
I just fucked this bitch and I just gave that girl a painting

Pray I make it to heaven
That shit gone be hard cause I keep a weapon (ya ya)
That shit gone be hard I been serving sevens
That shit gone be hard I ain′t seen the reverend(ya ya)
Mix the Hennessy all up in my beverage
No I can't let my bitch see she can′t get no leverage (ya ya)
I'll be right here in the heat
When you get done walking through the rain
Filling up my lean cup spilling out my pain