Where Was Heaven

Shit, sometimes man I just

Get stressed out, I be like, "Damn, yo"

I wanna go, I wanna go over here and smack a **** up

You know what I'm sayin'?

Crime Syndicate shit though, **** know us

Know what I'm saying, my peeps put me on

For real, what? Yo, shit's fucked up, yo

You know what I'm saying? Religion's all good

But where was heaven? Yo

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 **** crying 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 saying I'm coming to get you and I be waiting too

Holiday and birthday presents was never coming through

'Member at the age 13, I started smoking weed

Hangin' out wid cats that was older, start to run the street

Dropped outta high school, selling drugs, impressing chics

Spent most my cheddar on gear, my man was buying whips

New York, Jamaican, Miami **** flooded Virginia quick

'Cause signing work only if buying, prices was high as shit

Remember when I first got hit, I seen the iron spit

50 cash bend in one corner bleeding where pellet hit

My man Shawnny Hill doing 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, **** got bust

I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt

Playing innocent in front of my elders

I was running with them cats that be robbing 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 something

Just a little bum on the street, not working hard for nottin'

Scratch I made whenever pumping, I'm here to offer something

Making sure the crib stay tight, for real, I weren't no dummy

"Simmy, where you gettin' this money?" I wash a car be lying

Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block

Transact with fiends saying I'ma tell it

Growing up was hell no doubt, I wonder where was heaven

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 saying?

I go in the crib, I got stains all over my shirt

Know what I'm saying?

And my mom's knew the type of shit I was going through

'Cause I was a project kid

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

Remembering them long ten months from slengin' crack bags

Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your black ass

I'm still coming back to the crib, oh, so you back here

Ma, I jut came to holler to see how you doing

Nothing'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

I wonder if heaven has a place on this planet, I'd find it right there

Just a kid though

All I wanna roll wid