Heaven For A G Lyrics

Came from the trenches got it out the mud

You know what the street life does

Get money, fuck bitches, sell drugs

Dear God is there a heaven for a thug

Say God is there a heaven for a G

Is there a spot for people living like me

Is there a spot for people serving them fiends

I know I smoke weed and I be poppin' them beans

Ain't no love in these streets I'm tryna make it home

Don't try to rob me I might send some bullets at your dome

Learn from mistakes, don't talk bout business while you're on the phone

You hit a lick and everybody doesn't have to know

I'm under streetlights, just hoping that this pack will go

And if I up it Ima blast it, let that forty blow

I talked to God this morning he told me I'm living wrong

And at this rate I'm probably not gon' be living long

I roll a blunt and pop a bean and try to drift away

And when we die do we really go to a better place

There ain't no courtrooms, I'm tired of fighting everyday

And all these bills that I keep on struggling to pay

Dear God send a sign that you still fuck with me

And that you walking with me, you still looking over me

And that you got a plan and there is still some hope for me

I fight more battles than soldiers are fighting overseas

Came from the trenches got it out the mud

You know what the street life does

Get money, fuck bitches, sell drugs

Dear God is there a heaven for a thug

Say God is there a heaven for a G

Is there a spot for people living like me

Is there a spot for people serving them fiends

I know I smoke weed and I be poppin' them beans

Convicted felon with a weapon, gotta keep a Glock

Hollow points inside this extension it came with thirty shots

I got it modded flip this switch and Ima air it out

Unload the mag and you'll be dead before your body drops

Westside of Pensacola, Mayfair got it on lock

Don't walk up on my block if you ain't got your pole cocked

I hit the trap to cook some crack make sure the stoves hot

I know who's from my hood and I know who's not

I know my mommas not proud of who I am now

I love you mom and I'm sorry that you got let down

This who I am and I don't think that I will ever change

He run up on me turn his body into a shooting range

Jumped in the game and I started dealing with cocaine

When things went wrong I'm the only person that they blame

Street life is all I know, till they send me up the road or God calls me home

Came from the trenches got it out the mud

You know what the street life does

Get money, fuck bitches, sell drugs

Dear God is there a heaven for a thug

Say God is there a heaven for a G

Is there a spot for people living like me

Is there a spot for people serving them fiends

I know I smoke weed and I be poppin' them beans