Heaven & Hennessy Songtext
von Nana
Heaven & Hennessy Songtext
I′m a hundred racks away from my happiness, matter fact a hundred mill
Only thing I been stacking lately is stress, put that on top of bills
I can go and cop a brick on the block and make it disappear like copper field
My nigga said he love the evils of the lifestyle and the way that chopper feel
Is it really heaven for a nigga that ain't never seen hope, can′t see pass enemy's thru the weed smoke
Put a nigga in the dirt for a quick c note, stealing out of momma purse, either that or sling dope
On the Blvd in a white hood house, wherе the hot water, right above thе pot, don't run
Went half on piece, stashed in the bush in the back, god damn, pray a cop don′t come
Day dreaming bout a pin up girl with big tits and curvy waist
Till it′s time, I get ready for work and jump on that 38
Young nigga going nowhere fast, will he see an early fate
He don't wanna die young but if he do will he see them pearly gates
Oh lord
This life has got a hold of me
Going thru it, you know how it goes
Hennessy and Bombay
I swear that′s all a nigga knows
Momma say she pray for me, I hear them hoes calling
I know that there's a way for me, but if that money right I′m all in
Lord let me share my rights, Lord let me right these wrongs
Lord let me see my light, Lord use me through songs
Lord let me duck these fake friends, even if I got a be on my own
You know the type that never be in sight, but when they need something hit your phone
Lord let me dodge this cage, Lord please bless my days
Lord please change my ways, Lord please tame my rage
Lord tell me why I'm at the same job for 10 years, never got one raise
Lord let me move up, let me move out, let me save for that brand new range
Lord why the fam gotta argue and fight, why we never really on the same page
Lord why that gotta be the reason I always hold grudge, even at a young age
Lord why these niggas ain′t real, Lord should I take this deal
Lord knows that I got a date with fate, oh Lord please take this wheel
Still wondering when I'm getting my turn, I don't want to crash out of fear I might burn
Hit a stop light, then I hit a right turn, cause I want to do it all but on my terms
I don′t want to come up in the game in vain for the fame, I probably might kill myself
I don′t wanna die at the hands of my own in my home cause I think another pill might help
I been going back and forth with my confidence, keep that with you & I
I been trying to stay true inside but a better question's who am I, lord
This life has got a hold of me
Going thru it, you know how it goes
Hennessy and Bombay
I swear that′s all a nigga knows
Momma say she pray for me, I hear them hoes calling
I know that there's a way for me, but if that money right I′m all in
Only thing I been stacking lately is stress, put that on top of bills
I can go and cop a brick on the block and make it disappear like copper field
My nigga said he love the evils of the lifestyle and the way that chopper feel
Is it really heaven for a nigga that ain't never seen hope, can′t see pass enemy's thru the weed smoke
Put a nigga in the dirt for a quick c note, stealing out of momma purse, either that or sling dope
On the Blvd in a white hood house, wherе the hot water, right above thе pot, don't run
Went half on piece, stashed in the bush in the back, god damn, pray a cop don′t come
Day dreaming bout a pin up girl with big tits and curvy waist
Till it′s time, I get ready for work and jump on that 38
Young nigga going nowhere fast, will he see an early fate
He don't wanna die young but if he do will he see them pearly gates
Oh lord
This life has got a hold of me
Going thru it, you know how it goes
Hennessy and Bombay
I swear that′s all a nigga knows
Momma say she pray for me, I hear them hoes calling
I know that there's a way for me, but if that money right I′m all in
Lord let me share my rights, Lord let me right these wrongs
Lord let me see my light, Lord use me through songs
Lord let me duck these fake friends, even if I got a be on my own
You know the type that never be in sight, but when they need something hit your phone
Lord let me dodge this cage, Lord please bless my days
Lord please change my ways, Lord please tame my rage
Lord tell me why I'm at the same job for 10 years, never got one raise
Lord let me move up, let me move out, let me save for that brand new range
Lord why the fam gotta argue and fight, why we never really on the same page
Lord why that gotta be the reason I always hold grudge, even at a young age
Lord why these niggas ain′t real, Lord should I take this deal
Lord knows that I got a date with fate, oh Lord please take this wheel
Still wondering when I'm getting my turn, I don't want to crash out of fear I might burn
Hit a stop light, then I hit a right turn, cause I want to do it all but on my terms
I don′t want to come up in the game in vain for the fame, I probably might kill myself
I don′t wanna die at the hands of my own in my home cause I think another pill might help
I been going back and forth with my confidence, keep that with you & I
I been trying to stay true inside but a better question's who am I, lord
This life has got a hold of me
Going thru it, you know how it goes
Hennessy and Bombay
I swear that′s all a nigga knows
Momma say she pray for me, I hear them hoes calling
I know that there's a way for me, but if that money right I′m all in
Writer(s): Jacob Bowman, Rafael Brown, Nana Opong, Sharon Odiakosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
