A Shame

In Heaven

Everything is right

You got your good things

And I've got mine

(You never heard of Styles Savage?)

(I'm from out the GUTTA, middle finger Zone 6)

(Bitch)

In Heaven

Every (Yeah)

Thing is right-right

(Let's Go)

In Heaven

(Yessirski)

Everything is right-right

In-in (Uh-Huh)

Heaven

(Bussdown AP, both wrists

See what I'm saying?)

(Whoa)

(Walk in the club, I don't know this bitch, get in my way)

(Whoa)

(But if she throw that shit back, she can stay in my way)

(Let's go)

(Take her to the crib, buss that down, she make my day)

I'm a gorilla in the fuckin' coupe, ****

Bang bang

Pull up all black suburban, ****

Gang gang

**** who the fuck is you? I don't know that damn name

Put the Gen5 to his tummy, lemme get that damn chain

Tell my bitch she bad, throw it up and make it rain (Ballout)

Why you tryna be like me nah you can't do that

Boy you lame

Why you wanna be like me when you can do yo own thing?

**** tryna be my sons and I ain't with that, that's a shame

They the old school, we the new school and we ballin'

(Ballout)

They the old school all my rookies'll have 'em fallin'

I'm the MVP, hit the buzzer beater, shot I called it

Shot my shot at her, she got down on both knees and then she caught it

I'ma keep it P

She gon' pop that P, and I ain't bought it

Said "You break you buy" But I ain't broke

Said "**** you the hardest"

Clutching on my glizzy and I'm used to knocking down targets

And I'm really spinning blocks forreal, I'm not a regular artist

Call me what you want but number one, I'm Mr. Run it up

**** from back then mad, hatin' 'cause they can't fuck with us

Hoes from back then hatin' too 'cause they can't fuck on us

Shoulda stayed down back then, now a **** ain't got no trust

One thing bout me I'm switching lanes, I'm doin' my own thing

Still the same **** getting paper, **** same game

Still a visit a **** hood and let that damn thang sang

Still that young **** with that what y'all call it?

"Bling bling" (Bling)

I'm a gorilla in the fuckin' coupe, ****

Bang bang

Pull up all black suburban, ****

Gang gang

**** who the fuck is you? I don't know that damn name

Put the Gen5 to his tummy, lemme get that damn chain

Tell my bitch she bad, throw it up and make it rain (Ballout)

Why you tryna be like me nah you can't do that

Boy you lame (Lame)

Why you wanna be like me when you can do yo own thing? (Na-na)

**** tryna be my sons and I ain't with that, that's a shame

Bust down AP, both wrists

See what I'm saying? (Saying)

Walk in the club, I don't know this bitch, get in my way

But if she throw that shit back, she can stay in my way

Take her to the crib, buss that down, she make my day

(Come make my day)

Young n turnt, show them **** I've been having my way

All these bitches burnt

And all these **** wanna dickride that shit crazy

That shit bad for health, I don't need no ho I got myself

Yea I got these bands, but I'm tryna turn that rich shit into some wealth

I'm a gorilla in the fuckin' coupe, ****

Bang bang

Pull up all black suburban, ****

Gang gang

(Gang gang)

**** who the fuck is you? I don't know that damn name

Put the Gen5 to his tummy, lemme get that damn chain

Tell my bitch she bad, throw it up and make it rain (Ballout)

Why you wanna be like me nah you can't do that

Boy you lame (Lame)

Why you wanna be like me when you can do yo own thing? (Na-na)

**** tryna be my sons and I ain't with that, that's a shame

Bust down AP, both wrists

See what I'm saying? (Saying)

Everything is right

In Heaven

Everything is right