heaven's number
Heaven Gates be callin it's just me and God talkin
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my couffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
Diamond in the rough the hottest yougin got it poppin
And all that hating shit ain't puttin dollars in yo pocket
You wish that you could be me, talking down and you still watching
I know these niggas plotting, boy don't end up in a coffin
Stop tryna be a rapper we need niggas back in college
Stop snitching on yo people we like niggas who be solid
You gotta take advantage every second isn't promised
I'm sick from all the capping, can't nobody keep it honest
I wish I had somebody, somebody who could be special
These blessings keep on coming but I'm dancing with the devil
My life is like a sinner who's confessing to the pastor
We're really dying slowly just to live on for forever
I'm trapped inside my mind I can hear these walls talking
We're living in a lie, you gone let your soul rotten
They picking bullets out us, used to have us picking cotton
I need to talk to heaven so they steady keep on calling
Heaven Gates be callin it's just me and God talkin
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my couffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
The way I'm steady poppin they be thinking that I'm arrogant
Stop speaking on my life I been in shit that u ain't ever been
And even through the darkest keep it solid I won't ever bend
I need a Maserati competition get ahead of them
They seeing what I'm doing they be thinking they can do it
He poppin all dem pillies nigga thinkin that he bullet proof
We gotta have it on us inna church because of dillan roof
I'm tryna put my momma inna mansion and a Bentley coupe
I gotta lotta dreams, a lotta plates I gotta fill
You rollin how I'm rollin then u gotta have that steel
Repenting for my sins he run up I gotta kill
You livin how I'm livin not a thing that u should fear
I'm trapped inside my mind I can hear these walls talking
We're living in a lie, you gone let your soul rotten
They picking bullets out us, used to have us picking cotton
I need to talk to heaven so they steady keep on calling
Heaven Gates be callin it's just me and God talkin
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my coffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my couffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
Diamond in the rough the hottest yougin got it poppin
And all that hating shit ain't puttin dollars in yo pocket
You wish that you could be me, talking down and you still watching
I know these niggas plotting, boy don't end up in a coffin
Stop tryna be a rapper we need niggas back in college
Stop snitching on yo people we like niggas who be solid
You gotta take advantage every second isn't promised
I'm sick from all the capping, can't nobody keep it honest
I wish I had somebody, somebody who could be special
These blessings keep on coming but I'm dancing with the devil
My life is like a sinner who's confessing to the pastor
We're really dying slowly just to live on for forever
I'm trapped inside my mind I can hear these walls talking
We're living in a lie, you gone let your soul rotten
They picking bullets out us, used to have us picking cotton
I need to talk to heaven so they steady keep on calling
Heaven Gates be callin it's just me and God talkin
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my couffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
The way I'm steady poppin they be thinking that I'm arrogant
Stop speaking on my life I been in shit that u ain't ever been
And even through the darkest keep it solid I won't ever bend
I need a Maserati competition get ahead of them
They seeing what I'm doing they be thinking they can do it
He poppin all dem pillies nigga thinkin that he bullet proof
We gotta have it on us inna church because of dillan roof
I'm tryna put my momma inna mansion and a Bentley coupe
I gotta lotta dreams, a lotta plates I gotta fill
You rollin how I'm rollin then u gotta have that steel
Repenting for my sins he run up I gotta kill
You livin how I'm livin not a thing that u should fear
I'm trapped inside my mind I can hear these walls talking
We're living in a lie, you gone let your soul rotten
They picking bullets out us, used to have us picking cotton
I need to talk to heaven so they steady keep on calling
Heaven Gates be callin it's just me and God talkin
I never got it twisted she gon fuck me while I'm Poppin
They hate me while I'm here but they gon love me in my coffin
I'm kushin off the cookies I be stressin when I'm coughing
This shit right here amazing people pay to hear me talkin
These niggas get to hatin cuz they knowin they can't stop it
And I ain't finna talk unless them dollas in the topic
And Ian finna fuck unless she tryna give me sloppy
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Writer(s): Nashon Smith
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