Текст песни Heaven - Joey Trap

Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
Lah
I just hop out of a jet with a baddie
I swear my lil baby a freak
I don't want problems or drama
I just wanna know that my baby's gon eat
Bro hit my phone say he going to heaven
I told him to save me seat
Born into hell and we came out the fire
To put the fire on street
How it feel to never see defeat
Got the gator leather on the seats
Rollie presidential on my arm
If you never fail you'll never teach
Put it on the tab I'ma taste
Couple Hunnid thou in the safe
Im gods child till the grave
Got a lot of power with faith
Got to much space in the wraith
Got to much cake on my plate
V V S Bezzle and face
Walk with a limp like a brace
God forgive me know I'm sinning
Every day cus ima rabbit in the race
I hope decisions that I make in life
Will still let me into the heaven gates
I ain't even seen what heaven look like
It prolly gon look like this
I'm greatful we made it member them nights
We ain't have no pots to piss
Now I'm in a Beamer you on a bike he talking then eat my fist
See you outta shape
And my circle small we only make hits don't miss
These niggas snakes when I'm on the mic I swear that they all gon hiss
These niggas all be mad
These niggas all be pissed
These niggas all gon brag
But they ain't got like shit
Boy why you act so rich
Pussy just made my list
I just hop out of a jet with a baddie
I swear my lil baby a freak
I don't want problems or drama
I just wanna know that my baby's gon eat
Bro hit my phone say he going to heaven
I told him to save me seat
Born into hell and we came out the fire
To put the fire on street
How it feel to never see defeat
Got the gator leather on the seats
Rollie presidential on my arm
If you never fail you'll never teach
Put it on the tab ima taste
Couple Hunnid thou in the safe
Im gods child till the grave
Got a lot of power with faith
Got to much space in the wraith
Got to much cake on my plate
V V S Bezzle and face
Walk with a limp like a brace
God forgive me know I'm sinning
Every day cus ima rabbit in the race
I hope decisions that I make in life
Will still let me into the heavens gates
I ain't even seen what heaven look like
It prolly gon look like this
I'm greatful we made it member them nights
We ain't have no pots to piss
Now I'm in a Beamer you on a bike he talking then eat my fist
See you outta shape and my circle small we only make hits don't miss
These niggas snakes when I'm on the mic I swear that they all gon hiss
These niggas all be mad
These niggas all be pissed
These niggas all gon brag
But they ain't got like shit
Boy why you act so rich
Pussy just made my list