Heaven Sent

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Tryna figure should i stay should i leave her Sending shots I’m like Ali i gotta weave them Enemies lurking so i deceive em Yeah the oops is steady working they so evil My nigga said the streets is hungry so i feed em Said that if they come his way then he gon bleed em Told em i could never fold we gon beat em Lamar Jackson imma throw it imma lead em Just show me if you cap before we go through all the shit Not Greek but i want ice cold VVs on my wrist Really dripping got me looking like I’m from the hidden mist Know i made it when another artist say they want a pic But I’m not one to to play no games Cartier VV Diamonds bussing on the frames Not going back to being broke no i ain’t switching lanes How you balling you loudest you just full of change Yeah Yeah Not many men but I’m more than 50 deep Can’t rhyme wit orange but i can with Tennessee I'm writing lyrics like I’m writing recipes Feel like only God can really see the best in me Floating like a butterfly but she won’t let me be Looking at my bezel said that she could see the sea Think cuz he got joggers he could try and run with it me Everybody think they God they keep looking down on me But i ain’t never changing Imma stay the same while elevating like a saiyan And i know they gonna hate it Cuz i got this drip like in Seattle when it’s raining They know that we dangerous Why you think its tatted on me they can’t tame it Getting rich or getting famous Not a crip but them blue stripes is still my favorite Tryna cross them gates of heaven I’m not a preacher In the Space Jam 11’s Venus Serena Gotta hit the lucky 7 you know i need it Hit it then i moonwalk you cant beat it Nigga you just all talk i been seen it Say that I’m a ball hog I’m just who they feeding Get it like I’m randy moss i keep eating Hate to see it when I’m talking off for no reason Trap trap tees Tell me how you push the foreign from the backseat I ain’t never met a soul who can catch me Ain’t no way you gon be right you got 2 left feet Yeah yeah Past past me Never that you coming close but only barely Niggas sweating when it’s hot they be so scary When it’s time I’m springing in it like I’m Jerry Yeah These niggas full of jealousy don’t wanna see you winning They gon cut you off and sacrifice so you don’t finish They ain’t playing by no rules so why you think that you can bend it Get a lil money they gon rob before you spend it That’s why i can’t lend a hand these niggas spitting in it They ain’t tryna put in work like a chef up in the kitchen But i ain’t gon speak on other niggas ain’t my business Unless they messing wit my money then i swear that they is finished Not many men but I’m more than 50 deep Can’t rhyme wit orange but i can with Tennessee I'm writing lyrics like I’m writing recipes Feel like only God can really see the best in me Floating like a butterfly but she won’t let me be Looking at my bezel said that she could see the sea Think cuz he got joggers he could try and run with it me Everybody think they God they keep looking down on me But i ain’t never changing Imma stay the same while elevating like a saiyan Yeah And i know they gonna hate it Cuz i got this drip like in Seattle when it’s raining Yeah They know that we dangerous Why you think its tatted on me they can’t tame it Yeah Getting rich and getting famous Not a crip but them blue stripes is still my favorite Yeah they still my favorite