Ghetto Heaven

Look... in a rolls Royce but in my head the whole time Gold rolley thinking bout a gold mind You gotta plant your seed so they proliferate I'm from the jungle no silver spoon on my dinner plate But homie feel in love with the wealth 3 coarse meal he kept it all for himself damn I guess that's what his heaven like maybe that'll be us up in the second life I'm talking bout the boys they came out of Judah You know the hustlers the trappers and all the shooters The ones they call dope man dope man A cave dweller was hanging us by that rope damn My uncle bill he checked out on us it wasn't tragic My auntie still chasing them habits but I don't judge her Cause she the only woman that I cleave to It'll break my heart if you leave too Uh I wonder if heaven gotta ghetto And if so will I'll go to the ghetto With all my folks (With all all all all) all my folks... (With all all all all) all my folks Uh I from the ghetto boy my mind be playing tricks on me It was about four of them I had my fifth on me The shorties ain't showing love to the big homies No felony got my license a extra clip on me The judge tryna give my nigga ten plus I knew him since first grade he never switched up Grr I'm feeling iffy It'll all get better when them chariots swing low to come and get me I wonder if heaven gotta west side do it gotta liquor store Do it got roads full of gold Do it got gangways designer and them Jays You reap what you sow is the white man gone be a slave huh My uncle bill he checked out on us it wasn't tragic My auntie still chasing them habits but I don't judge her Cause she the only woman that I cleave to It'll break my heart if you leave too Uh I wonder if heaven gotta ghetto And if so will I'll go to the ghetto With all my folks (With all all all all) all my folks... (With all all all all) all my folks