[Verse] If Heaven's a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs Where the two-way streets have lovebirds I'm minimizing my cuss words No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work Drugs, church, surrounded by my upbringing Pops ain't the one providing, at six I'm up singing This is my the contribution of what's bringing the luck Of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing They never heard of heat when he used to speak Or exquisite, no requisite for appetite Spit like an athlete, produce like an apple tree And this bastard be casket-free Fuck roses, when I die I want a photo shoot That lasting greatness you'll document, I'm opulent Yeah the opposite gon' cop a sit, sick while I drop a shit I'm out this bitch, nigga, I'm calculate
[Hook x2] Niggas tell me I fail, I bounce back off of that Send your hate through the mail, I bounce back off of that You don't see me in jail, I'm at home taking naps Full course meal, no scraps