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Hey, Travis, it's Dad
Just calling to see how you were doing
I'm at home right now
Uh, I'm off tomorrow
Um, I'll talk to you later
Bye
Just breathe, young kid
Take a step back for me one time, even though you need deep, young kid
Know you sick of, "It's gon' be straight," and
"It's not that deep, young kid," but it is though
Home full of doubt in the six mode
Cans in the sink and the dish load
Looking for the fam who lost when they piss drunk
Probably like six O, running my big mouth, huh
Small mind, teacher make list now
Said he can't sit still, Henny bring fists out
And he draw pictures, hoes with tits out
Man home, big guns, smelling like piss now
Just somethin' wrong with this kid, Ms. Thompson
We got him right here in the office
There a guardian who can come pronto
I'm growing more conscious (Ooh-ooh)
Of who I'm becoming to like me
Intuitive, yeah, we been through it
Still tryna fight all that entice me, no, no (Ooh-ooh)
But never without no issue
We're making a wave regardless, huh
Tallying shit that we been through
Take a minute now, huh
They say we in it now, huh
I see the prize on the horizon, it's no sitting down, huh
We climbed the biggest mountain
So fucks we give? About none
I got some friends who died with dreams, I'm tryna live 'em out, huh
I said I'm not where I was, still not where I want
But I'm fine and it's fine by me
Yeah, seen a lot and I'm young, know the cost of the love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit of Heaven
All I want, is that a lot? Until I get it
Ain't no telling me to stop, a bit of Heaven
Call my name, it's all I got, I just want Heaven (You know)
Heaven (You know)
My girl said she don't trust me, and then she left for work
Spent the day drinking in bed and wiping tears up with my shirt
You want this real life? You want the thrill, right?
Like watching pill highs, cut your real ties
And your bro still broke as fuck, so you on TV and don't feel right
(I mean, goddamn) Hell of a feeling
Lately, I sit and just stare at the ceiling
Doubt myself until nothing appealing
I'm coming up short when they ask me shit
Showing up drunk, no accident
Blame my faults on those around me
Numbing myself, so passionless
A borderline massive risk, heh, to himself, but it's lit
Barely passed, but I spazzed the passion and made it legit
But what's it mean if most your family situations is sick?
Addicted, risking kids and asking where the vacancy is, man
The kids on the corner my classmates now
Way less good than bad days now
But the good ones just got highs I taste
And can't seem to find without maxing out
Or lashing out, or passing out, and waking just to fuck her
Then I brag about this life I'm finna build and cop this massive house
Said I'm not where I was, still not where I want
But I'm fine and it's fine by me
Yeah, seen a lot and I'm young, know the cost of the love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit of Heaven
All I want, is that a lot? Until I get it
Ain't no telling me to stop, a bit of Heaven
Call my name, it's all I got, I just want Heaven
Heaven
Said I'm not where I was, still not where I want
But I'm fine and it's fine by me
Yeah, seen a lot and I'm young, know the cost of the love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit of Heaven (Oh)
All I want, is that a lot? Until I get it (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ain't no telling me to stop, a bit of Heaven (Oh)
Call my name, it's all I got, I just want Heaven
Heaven



Autor(en): Tyler Matthew Dopps, Nima Abbassi, Elan Wright, Travis Jay Thompson Copyright: Songs On The Range



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