Heaven Or Hell
Don't tell me that I need you Cuz I would probably laugh at you
The only ones I need came from my grandpappy And the ones that's by my side with these
staples 24 feelin' like Kobe playin' in staples
81, I'ma spin his block and let em fly I even carved on the bullet bye bye
Heaven or hell, dead or in jail, I don't care Heaven or hell, dead or in jail
When I die, tell me where the fuck I'm goin' I say I'm good, but my feelings I'm not showin
My head high, chest out, I fear no man My head high, chest out, I fear no man
Yeah, yeah, I fear no man Nigga, we can get it in the street, I'm standin' on ten
Slam a nigga on his neck if he feelin' rowdy Oops, I just knocked him out like im Ronda Rousey
Man down, man down, someone call the ambalam And that's not your friend
cuz he told you fight that man And I was all alone, smoke in my lungs in the clouds
Lost up in my head, thinkin' bout these sins it get wild
When I die, I wonder where I will go Beatin' on my chest, feelin' like an animal
Makin' me crazy, makin' me crazy Pray that God take me, pray that God take me
Don't tell me that I need you, cuz I would probably laugh at you
The only ones I need came from my grandpappy And the ones that's by my side with these staples
Twenty-four, feelin' like Kobe, playin' in staples
Eighty-one, I'ma spin his block and let em fly I even carved on the bullet, bye-bye
Heaven or hell, dead or in jail, I don't care Heaven or hell, dead or in jail
Pray to God, yeah, pray to God every day Pray to God that he keepin' all these demons out my way
The only ones I need came from my grandpappy And the ones that's by my side with these
staples 24 feelin' like Kobe playin' in staples
81, I'ma spin his block and let em fly I even carved on the bullet bye bye
Heaven or hell, dead or in jail, I don't care Heaven or hell, dead or in jail
When I die, tell me where the fuck I'm goin' I say I'm good, but my feelings I'm not showin
My head high, chest out, I fear no man My head high, chest out, I fear no man
Yeah, yeah, I fear no man Nigga, we can get it in the street, I'm standin' on ten
Slam a nigga on his neck if he feelin' rowdy Oops, I just knocked him out like im Ronda Rousey
Man down, man down, someone call the ambalam And that's not your friend
cuz he told you fight that man And I was all alone, smoke in my lungs in the clouds
Lost up in my head, thinkin' bout these sins it get wild
When I die, I wonder where I will go Beatin' on my chest, feelin' like an animal
Makin' me crazy, makin' me crazy Pray that God take me, pray that God take me
Don't tell me that I need you, cuz I would probably laugh at you
The only ones I need came from my grandpappy And the ones that's by my side with these staples
Twenty-four, feelin' like Kobe, playin' in staples
Eighty-one, I'ma spin his block and let em fly I even carved on the bullet, bye-bye
Heaven or hell, dead or in jail, I don't care Heaven or hell, dead or in jail
Pray to God, yeah, pray to God every day Pray to God that he keepin' all these demons out my way
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Writer(s): Isaiah Horne
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