[Verse:]
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If Heaven's a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs
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Where the two-way streets have lovebirds
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I'm minimizing my cuss words
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No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work
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Drugs church, surrounded by my upbringing
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Pops ain't the one providing, at six I'm up singing
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This is my the contribution of what's bringing the luck
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Of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing
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They never heard of heat when he used to speak
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Or exquisite, no requisite for appetite
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Spit like an athlete, produce like an apple tree
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And it's bastard to be casket-free
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Fuck roses, when I die I want a photo shoot
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That lasting greatness you'll document, I'm opulent
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Yeah the opposite gon' cop a sit, sick while I drop a shit
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I'm out this bitch, nigga, I'm calculate
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[Hook:]
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Niggas tell me I fail, I bounce back off of that
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Send your hate through the mail, I bounce back off of that
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You don't see me in jail, I'm at home taking naps
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Full course meal, no scraps
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If Heaven Is A Ghetto
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| Hodgy Beats |
