HEAVEN TO ME

My energy kinetic

The fitted hat by Ebbets

I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats

I need bridges in my beats and Campana Brother seats

The heaven part for me is

Knowin' I could wake up when I'm finished with my sleep

Ain't no kids to feed, no stress I bleed, I don't got a boss

I go wherever and don't care 'bout the cost

Gas money was stark for me

Now I got so many cars, I could start up

We nappin' in parks, we in the sun gettin' darked up

Chillin' with my suit on

Travel trunk is either Moynat leather or it's Vuitton

Sippin' mint tea like we know the tree the leaf fell from

We come from them tiki punch drinks

Had animosity for dinner, El Pollo Loco

That was in the past, now I parmesan my bolo'

Half a million drifting and the tire readin' Toyo

Prefer the alligator logo on my cotton polo

Livin' it up, my **** is up

Y'all **** is salty peanuts

We ain't givin' a fuck, 'cause

I'm blessed as hell and I ain't next to jail

Ain't got no psyche hiccups

Plus I dress this well, my heaven 24/7

That's heaven

That's heaven to me

Yeah, what's heaven to you?

Yeah, that's heaven to me

Yeah, what's heaven to you?

To y'all? Because

That's heaven to me

The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun

My baby momma and my daughter getting chased by my son

The water gun is in his arms, that lil' **** can run

He get it from his daddy's side, you know them Nigerians

My momma pulled up in a helicopter

Sister in the kitchen cookin', Jackson mixin' vodka

After dinner, I'll convince 'em they should babysit 'em

Me and wifey gettin' ready to go see a opera

This the house we come to when we got nothin' to do

The big yard, quaint size with the immaculate view

My boat dock got a yacht with a slide on the side

My son and I got some bikes we could ride, I'll show him how to wheelie

And Wally hit my celly, we cleared another deally

There's no contingency, the number's in the hundred millys

I'm in my forties lookin' twenty-somethin'

I don't ask for nothin'

Everything is muah

That's heaven for a god

My health is on a hunnid

Feel me?

That's heaven to me

Yeah, what's heaven to you?

That's really heaven at forty, like

****, havin' good health

What's heaven to you?

To y'all? Because

That's heaven

It used to be the

Preme hat in the green, the cheetah print on the tee, the dark wash on the jean

Soccer mom with the Vans in every color, it seems

Kick-push down the block, cuttin' Dickies into shorts when it's hot

Fuckin' Wendy's up, brainstormin' ways to get our pennies up

Me and Jasper spendin' last bucks on the city bus

Wayne tapes and Vice mags and Portishead drops

Pegleg, Ice Cream shoes, the Mr. Krabs watch

That was heaven for me 'round time seventeen

Eggin' ****' houses, fuckin' girls from Pasadena

Bastard wasn't finished, I was formin' up a team

I didn't have much but for certain I had a dream

I fucked the flow up, fuck it, I bring it back, like

The hairline was recedin', the Kawasaki Cheetah

Don't let your neighbors take you to hell

Introduce 'em to heaven

Heaven only knows