paroles de chanson HEAVEN - White9

I'm Gucci in my hood
I don't need it on the belt
I aced every card that was dealt
My food for thoughts you can't yell
You'll look in the mirror with your
Middle finger brah and go fuck yourself
Premium minute tape
When a rapper wanna land
My pen fully loaded i will never
Shoot and blinks
And I can laugh with you, but my money
I'm serious
I learned a lot in my school cafeteria
I don't do toe-for-toe eye-to-eye
My little bro fuck you up
I ain't gonna lie
And just when you're out of breath
Fighting off the ropes
I jump in the ring like you said
You on smoke
And that's why I mind my biz
And work smarter
My attitude don't give fuck
Avoid drama
So meet your new barber
I'm shaping you up
I'm grooming you like
You wanna get this money Or what?

Lord please forgive my father
I don't wanna see him burn
You only reap what you sow
Lord i know
But please listen to my words

Lost and found
Here i came to Take my crown
And fuck my town
I said fuck my town
I wrote it down
But they didn't listen
Now fuck these clowns
Except my hood i hope they
Coping with what i've wrote down
I hope they listening
My family didn't so
Now my father's invited
To my sisters wedding
They mistook me for a
Crazy person when i was
Inside that hole
In reality
They saw i cant loose it
Cause i joined king kong
So they took me by force
But your Souls are mine
No worries yall still belong to god
I ain't that evil worker
I came to save you from them
And if im wrong
Then god will tell me
You been killin them
Like damn how didn't i see
That shit coming
Well i saw it but my vision's changed
The day they poisoned me
And im tryna get it back
And since im no longer off track
I noticed This shit's wack
Wheres my ritalin
Cause i gotta feed my brain
Once again
They all takin the train
And im alone
Soon i will turn to wayne or steph
And score again from miles away
If only god's okay with that
Yall will miss my name after death
But look mo
You have to pray
And toss that hash
Please god
He's number one
Then master this art like obie wan
We fucked you up twice hon
And the jury won't lie son
Here i am awake ready for my crown
Holding the pen Till the day i die
Easing that pain kicking dust out my chest
After that we turn a new page
And hope for the best
Knowing that the past wont repeat
Itself cause we tought ourselves
Them lessons

Lord please forgive my father
I don't wanna see him burn
You only reap what you sow
Lord i know
But please listen to my words