Lyrics:
only fifteen years old
Now fly's up in heaven with the great gates of gold
How could the world be so cold
Cold enough to take such a beautiful soul
One
and enough
Is enough
I truth hold
Bangala
Celebratin that
Thangala yall
Waiting for phrases
To copy cat
Well chh
The awake is here
Bangala we been ready
If you had my love can I trust you enough I feel stuck I don't want to be resentful
Don't fold on me I seen friends go
Took a toll on me had my head
Smaug
Hoping on a bop
Coughing up a blog
Not enough frosting on your cake
Stop walking and talking
All the respect that had for you, I Lost it
Chuck you
depression, started to question
If my big breakthrough passed me by
Words are a weapon, like they a Wesson
But they upset I'm passed my prime
I pray to Heaven
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
And open doors to hurtin' people like me
People like me, people like me
People like me, people
asking
Anywhere against your will is a prison, hard heads, soft minds don’t know how to fucking listen
Can’t hold on, I’m letting go
Not giving up, just
the fuck would it be like?
Would they be like Earth go hard?
Or is it just another conquest?
Or would they be like damn earth go hard
They was harder
[A-Wax]
Yo feel my flury
Feel my fury
Middle finger to the world
Till I'm burried
Heaven or hell
Choose one or be a treat
By seven I'm in
[A-Wax]
Yo feel my flury
Feel my fury
Middle finger to the world
Till I'm burried
Heaven or hell
Choose one or be a treat
By seven I'm in
it around
For good luck cause I've never had faith enough fuck that.
I've never had faith
Boy was jus like me
Never had faith
Fuck that
Fuck that
Never
mind
Gotta catch this vibe
Most wonder if heaven is real
Absolutely
Arguments
Over acting choosey
Hard rules
Tell you not to do things
That otherwise
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
not brave enough to build his own life
To the friends
I mean the people that I would die for them
I been changed and won’t give up
By the shit that ya
Five MC's And We're On Our Own
And We're The Most Well Know On The Microphone
And We Throw Down Hard And We Aim To Please
With Finesse To Impress All
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah uh
Yeah goodfellas, we preachin the word
We gon last and gon see heaven first
I give my praise to the king
Won't tell a lie,
There's a stairway to heaven and I'm stepping up
By the grace of God I'm saved, he bled enough
I got good people in my life with extra luck
I battle every
acknowledge when you're wrong
Easy to omit what doesn't serve you now, hard to admit what hasn't met the eye at all
Easier to live by the sword not caring if
logic
I started ascending the stairway to heaven
Came back for a coffee from Seven Eleven
I'm sparking a joint by tbe end of this sentence
Shades
crying when we fight, but I don't mean to, yeah
No, no, love don't come easy
Especially when you're loving me, yeah
It's never enough for the both
happened and it ain't so hard
Happiness is a loaded weapon and a
Short cut is better by far
Explosive bolts, ten thousand volts
At a million miles
Don't be thinking you're that good at thinking
It's really hard to learn how to think
You have to learn how to divide yourself into several people
feel myself when you by my side
You're always running through my mind
I cannot get enough
When your bodies all on mine
Just call my phone when you lonely
the heavens it just won't stop
Draining from the heart of me drop by drop
I'm praying for the weather to change
I've been trying to make the best of my time
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