(Intro) Shit, sometimes man I just get stressed out I be like damn yo I wanna go over here and smack a nigga up You know what I'm sayin? Crime Syndicate shit though niggaz know us Know what I'm sayin my peeps put me on For real ... shit's fucked up yo You know what I'm sayin religion's all good But where was heaven? Yo
(Verse 1) An ordinary cat from outta projects Since I was younger though Mom raised her children Pops dipped a long time ago In my mind I see flashbacks I had no fancy clothes Skinny, ugly, notty head nigga cryin with a snotty nose Even though my father neglect he pay the child support Hadn't seen him all these years I hug his ass in court Always sayin I'm comin to get you and I be waitin to Holiday and birthday presents was never comin through 'Member at the age 13 I started smokin weed Hangin out with cats that was older start to run the street Dropped outta high school sellin drugs, impressin chicks Spent most my cheddar on gear My man was buyin whips New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz Flooded Virginia quick Cause signin work only if buyin Pressure was high as shit 'Member when I first got hit I seen the iron spit 50 cash bend in one corner bleedin where pellet hit My man Shawnny Hill doin strong Slug burnt through his lower back side Cracked his spine exit his arm Lost him twice on the hospital table And when he died I cried my eyes out I couldn't take it (damn damn) But the same things continued to happen Niggaz got bust I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turnin corrupt Playin innocent infront of my elders I was runnin with them cats that be robbin to awkward (man tell 'em) If my name was up in any type trouble My moms would tell me Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or somethin Just a little bum on the street Not workin hard for nuttin' Scratch I made whenever pumpin I'm here to offer somethin Makin sure the crib stay tight For real I weren't no dummy Simmy where you gettin this money I wash a car be lyin Sayin anythin 'sides drugs sellin My sister seen me on the block Transact with fiends sayin "I'ma tell it" Growin up was hell no doubt I wonder where was heaven
(women singin in the background)
For real though Always look for that place call heaven It's never there I seen my man's an' 'em gets.. just get blasted on the block Know what I'm sayin? I go in the crib I got stains all over my shirt Know what I'm sayin? And my mom's knew the type of shit I was goin through Cause I was a project kid
(Verse 2) Now I'm a grown man Still It's like life dealt me the wrong hand Cat's that was my man be frontin Or either found dead Sound said incarcerated just turned a new dad Rememberin them long ten months from slengin crack bags Mom put me out with the quickness Carry your black ass I'm still comin back to the crib Oh so you back here Ma I jut came to holler to see how you doin Nothin's changed after all these years Still hustle for some gear Smoke weed, still drink beers I tell you from my heart Yo, times I'm like yeah
(women start singin again)
I wonder if heaven has a place on this planet I'd find it right there
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