Heaven and Earth Lyrics

You aint in the league nigga

You just in the stands

What you tryna do

Baby girl whats your plans?

Who that nigga hatin over there

Is that your mans?

I aint really trippin lil baby lets go dance

If he try sumn know my mans

He got hands

Countin all these bands and

They cant fit my pants

Shout to my son Quill

Know he got them Rands

Got a lil shawty and she talk like she from France

Got these Bapes still got em straight from Japan

And no I cant chill till my niggas in that Lamb

And no I cant chill till my niggas out that jam

She gon use ha jaw

Damn Im so appalled

Ballin like Im spaulding

Know the money stay on call

If its bout my bruddas know

I'm ready for dat war

Momma made 3 dubs still aint take no loss

Always been a leader youngest nigga in charge

Realize I aint need her know I did her wrong

Life is short but death is long

So choose how you respond

I got magic with this wand

Way I make the money spawn

Way I make the money flip

Way I bag yo bitch

Way I make you trip

Thinkin he aint shit

Thinkin she is this

She aint that

She aint shit

Thinkin that its this

This aint that

Please don't trip

You aint in the league nigga

You just in the stands

What you tryna do

Baby girl whats your plans?

Who that nigga hatin over there

Is that your mans?

I aint really trippin lil baby lets go dance

If he try sumn know my mans he got hands

Mans he got hands

Mans he got hands

Uh uh uh

If he try sumn know my mans he got hands