CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Heaven or Hell
God raided the streets with no cap and gown
You see me, this money and packs around
The hoes used to dump me, I'm handsome now
n***as who slide from me, I'm laughin now
Any sh*t, I might blunt from the back for real
Hit my knees from my dope prayer, make a pill
And a model b*t*h here 'cause I ate a pill
We gon' take his face off 'cause we heard he squeal
These n***as ain't street, they be rattin' and tellin'
I keep a g and a trap with some felons
We be 30 deep, send a faggot to heaven
Get out of line and we crackin' his melon
Overseas, passport is tatted like Wiz
Don't ever compare me, them n***as my kids
On the gram with C4, I ain't doing his bidding
Nobody, just bullets start breaking his ribs
I had to move out 'cause they raided the crib
But I know the rules, keep no weight where you live
You don't want no static, these n***as is ass
I hit up Da$H 'cause he stay with the sh*t
I call up Cream, heard the lick was in Queens
Step on the scene, I gotta bleed it
That's what she bank with, therefore I need it
Call me the sandman, I'm selling dreams b*t*h
I'm everywhere I ain't supposed to go
Baby don't make me emotional
All I need is my weed and my toaster close
Simult-y getting G's n***a, coast to coast
You ain't close when you always reminding us
f**k around how you bein' and I'm gon' line you up
I'm at the parking lot, knew my time was up
Hop out the coupe, lookin' hard in my Cartier buffs
You see me, this money and packs around
The hoes used to dump me, I'm handsome now
n***as who slide from me, I'm laughin now
Any sh*t, I might blunt from the back for real
Hit my knees from my dope prayer, make a pill
And a model b*t*h here 'cause I ate a pill
We gon' take his face off 'cause we heard he squeal
These n***as ain't street, they be rattin' and tellin'
I keep a g and a trap with some felons
We be 30 deep, send a faggot to heaven
Get out of line and we crackin' his melon
Overseas, passport is tatted like Wiz
Don't ever compare me, them n***as my kids
On the gram with C4, I ain't doing his bidding
Nobody, just bullets start breaking his ribs
I had to move out 'cause they raided the crib
But I know the rules, keep no weight where you live
You don't want no static, these n***as is ass
I hit up Da$H 'cause he stay with the sh*t
I call up Cream, heard the lick was in Queens
Step on the scene, I gotta bleed it
That's what she bank with, therefore I need it
Call me the sandman, I'm selling dreams b*t*h
I'm everywhere I ain't supposed to go
Baby don't make me emotional
All I need is my weed and my toaster close
Simult-y getting G's n***a, coast to coast
You ain't close when you always reminding us
f**k around how you bein' and I'm gon' line you up
I'm at the parking lot, knew my time was up
Hop out the coupe, lookin' hard in my Cartier buffs
