Текст песни Heavens Gate (feat. Kay Special) - K-Slick

Got my team behind me
Dream behind me
Sweet punani
Want a new Ferrari
Mad shit on my mind bro gotta let it vent
Empty yard broken down van pitched tent
St Louis, four seasons, by Radisson
Been in both places this year plus I had a kid
My first daughter, I ain't wrote a word towards her
Not that I don't care but if I do I might tear
I ain't got no fear under the streetlight
My brain wired for the street life
Make sure that she eat right
So cold might fly to Trinidad
Take a year off from the shit stay at grandmas pad
Instagram I'm like fuck that
I'm a rapper I rap y'all act suspect
What you see is what you get plus I keep a pumped strapped
Told my nigga Kay run it up then we run back
Double up every time oh what a come back
You say that your gun clap
Oh but I done that
Oh how I love that
Blood rush to my head pull it out
Da da da da da oh then I buss back
Livin' like a thug will I make to heavens gate
I'm just tryna meditate and keep my mind straight

Patience is a virtue
Watch out for friends they the ones that can hurt you
You rollin with them but you got probation and curfew
I seen it myself don't even try to front
He wouldn't even spot you when you ain't have a lunch
Look on the flip side just know you better off without em
Check out the flipside my souls Christian I'm in Louboutins
Putting the spikes to use the way I'm climbing up these mountains
Showers of knowledge and truth for the youth when they in the fountains
He told him to shoot cause he couldn't do it without him
The money we countin' but the things some of us will do for it
Who am I to judge I was praying facing supreme court
Look to the heavens above, hoping God I don't get accused for it
Lord knows I'm a rude boy
Putting work in these sandwich bags
Smoking on this cannabis
Stayin shy of the cameras
Cause they eye you like an analyst
And preferably I'd rather be free
Money mitch my nigga come home and I'll pass him a key
To the V for all the trials and the damages
For all the years we went with no cake and no candles lit
Birthdays were the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirsty uh
Family first ain't no price I'll bid
My life I'll give, the life I live, to make things all good
Smoking kush high in and out of space
I just pray and hope they open heavens gates