Heavenly ft. Wodiene & Jsteezzy Lyrics

Black tint rider

Can you see Im not a liar

Either hop up in the whip or you get handled by the tires

Rolling but I'm never of a molly like the party people

Ima take it up, they see me as a Jeff hardy sequel

Sniper with a scope

I'm lookin out the peep hole

Dark, but I don't speak creole just the brio

Given to the ear fresh and the song was a week old

See me cause I'm next, I get a mic and say behold

Who is our contender in the Stu we got the papers like it's slender

I'm the sender When the message is important

If you do the crime be ready to do your stint

Real shit i made it rhyme a lot bette than your shit

Gone off a few hits, not a knockout tho

Said you own the place then why you gettin locked out tho

Post traumatic stress it's in my music for a test

Bro said he got the dirty, I had told em pour the mess

Play chess for ya nest

Bring the cheddar home for all

Said I don't fuck with the textbooks like McGraw

Cut em off with a saw

Maybe better with a claw

I just measure all the units

Send a tester through the daws

Keep it classy

White folks laughing

Rapping, to match things

Actually, flashy

Made the art and started watchin all the gas fees

Nigga wit some money, Im handle all the black cheese

A couple letters could bring upon our Ws

Write it til I get it perfect like what covers do

All them damn cold nights in the gutter glued

Thoughts going double or nothing it might double you

Kids clowning up the class it might trouble you

How I'm getting better at rap it's uncomfortable

I know if I was in yo position I might struggle too

Sadly when I'm faced a target I just troubleshoot

Typing out my future and shift return for another route

Clear out all the space in my motherboard gotta recompute

Couldn't copy codex if had gave it and you reboot

I'm feeling like my founding fathers

Writing down all my purists

Thick lil baddie and pearled joint sound like such beaut

Steady having beef with beat im treating it brute

Any rapper better than me we having major dispute

I lost the pounds gained the grams yall niggas weight it been reduced

Smoking on that grabba baby

Getting high feel so amazing

Especially wit you I'm blazing

Make me feel so heavenly

Excitement I cannot contain it

Got me blowing breathe elites

I could've sworn we wasn't so dangerous

When did you start chasing me

Put the pilot to the composition make a world

I'm too away from these fools ain't talking April 3rd

If you ain't real holdin me down then my peace is disturbed

I didn't like how I was feeling felt like they was concealing

I'm tryna rush back home like I was stealing 3rd

I expressed my real self and wasn't feeling heard

And you know what comes next; likely won't do it again

Put it all back in the pen, not cool I act or pretend

First I was out here tryna score, now have to defend

My numbers even, but the odds still stacking against

We ain't cut from the same cloth not matching the prints

Can't believe some of these rappers cuz they lackin conviction

You not getting what you wanted cause you lacking commitment

Where did my heart go, cuz it's absent and missing

I'm a wizard with the words and the truth hurt like bullets got the trigger

Ima pull it call me young Rod Strickland

Twenty Fourteen, I was at the bus stop listening to ambition

A youth had vision to go past limits and never forecast quitting

Always had a warm touch like mittens

Never sulk consistent and forever stay persistent

Had to leave my comfort zone and get me an eviction

Ima be a legend if i'm makin my prediction

Building up discipline so I'm livin in resistance, lil bitch

Smoking on that grabba baby

Getting high feel so amazing

Especially wit you I'm blazing

Make me feel so heavenly

Excitement I cannot contain it

Got me blowing breathe elites

I could've sworn we wasn't so dangerous

When did you start chasing me