MoBo The Great - Heaven lyrics

[Verse 1:] A n***a feel like heaven HEAVEN HEAVEN HEAVEN ANGELS A ni**a FEEL LIKE I MADE IT WINNING WINNING WINNERS MOSES SWAG A ni**a FEEL LIKE HEAVEN On some trippy sh** That po' got you slow On some hippy sh** That dough Got yo bro On some envy sh** No breakfast club No less than dubs All blue beamer when I'm in the day time (thats right) All black beamer when I'm in the night time (thats right) All orange foreign Bring it when the sunrise Man its something bout these foreigns Think they changed my life A n***a feel like money On some leor sh** All black christians On some dior sh** You say that you got it We don't see your sh** My team will knee your b**h Have her feeling like a fish When i hit They gone take a hit While i take a hit Flip They gone take a trip While i take a dip When i land We gone move that jam n***as going ham Stan Following the cam n***as going ham n***as be talking that swag sh** I'm the swaggest I drink swagu (swag) b**hes be thinking they baddest You a has been I thought you been knew n***as see me and they see dollar signs n***as see you and they see police signs I don't know fool, i do not trust liars Cuz man i hear you talking It just don't seem right Like hannah Ima twerk this sh** Get the f** out my face Ima hurt this kid Get f** out my way Out of earth this b**h You do not want this This sh** legit I like its too many of y'all pause n***as Ol' looking a** n***as in ya draws n***a Young n***a moving dope But a law n***a AWW n***a You ain't bout that sh** at all n***a ROZAY In a all black maybach Say jack I just want another may back Change that I don't really wanna save that Wave cap Cuz the flow is kinda dangerous Surfboard I don't what really hurts more Young n***a doing time behind closed doors Fake b**hes think they stunning in michael kors Dirty who*es Fourth quarter Jesus shuttleworth Pro now 4 minutes on the go now Oh wow Lil younging wanna take my style Bite that IMessage Wanna Skype that My bad I ain't know you loved him like that Love birds You ain't knowing yet that love hurts You ain't knowing competition leave us all burned You ain't knowing repetition is the only work Wanna mention But ain't dishing Don't know i earned Bite down Iced out When the lights out My crowd Can't sit wit us We don't smile So proud How i fit And i belong now Old pals Wanna hit And call my phone now Thats the past I don't answer I don't know now Only talk When i call I keep it low now Everybody in the city think they on now Rodney king Freedom ring Think we grown now