paroles de chanson Heaven - Jelly Roll

Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby

And lately, I've been living like a rolling stone (let's go)
I'm gone and I don't know if I'm wrong at home?
See I'm in another zone, just leave us the fuck alone
Just pack me another cone
I'm higher than a fuckin' drone

Blowin' on this purple shit
Workin' hard and workin' it
Workin' hard, they say I'm gettin' on and I deserve this shit
People I took care of are actin' like I ain't worth a shit
Can't believe they diss me man
The motherfuckin' nerve of them
Don't believe a word of it
Say that I deserted them
They did not put work in to deserve a fuckin' squirt of piss
I'm sorry, I don't owe you an apology
'Cause you ain't had the balls to go and fuckin' follow dreams

I believe in late nights and early mornings
I believe in good weed and liquor flowing
'Cause I believe that even all the gangsters go to Heaven
'Cause I believe that even all the gangsters go to Heaven
I believe in good sex, so let's ride
We'll be Bonnie and Clyde girl with that type
Yes, I believe that all the savage bitches go to Heaven
Yes, I believe that all the savage bitches go to Heaven

Got a bad bitch on the west coast
And she loves me 'cause I'm fuckin' southern
And she knows if they try me, I'm strapped up like a bungee jumper
Tell them boys don't try me, might fuck around and lose it
Y'all gon' keep talkin' 'bout me
I'ma flash out and start shootin'

I've been runnin' with the losers on the bottom with the scum
I ain't got a problem with it 'cause the bottom's where I'm from
But they knew that I won't stop
So they knew that I'm gon' pop
So I put this out to everyone that bet on a long shot
I told them we could do it
I told them bet the farm
Now to celebrate
We gon' get kicked out of every bar, ah, yeah
Mayne, fuck you! We got a hold to this coach
We made it cool to be country, don't be a culture vulture

I believe in late nights and early mornings
I believe in good weed and liquor flowing
'Cause I believe that even all the gangsters go to Heaven
'Cause I believe that even all the gangsters go to Heaven
I believe in good sex, so let's ride
We'll be Bonnie and Clyde girl with that type
Yes, I believe that all the savage bitches go to Heaven
Yes, I believe that all the savage bitches go to Heaven

Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby
Sounds like a lullaby