A$AP Twelvvy

A$AP Twelvvy - Heaven Can Wait lyrics

rate me

(Prod. by P on the boards)

Ft. Emillz

(Verse)

Yeah, I'm 36 gram short

Got the strap in my jeans bucked

Hand in hand, I'm a hand-off

I gotta break my man's up

That began, that begins void

Shawty bout to slide, that's a man fault

It's Benihanas when they tryna find us

Man, I'm grindin' like I'm tryna finish college

But I really got it, meditatin' till our music up

Fuck workin' at the cubical, myself is who I'm provin' to

I ain't savage five, I been patient fo' a G

Takin' bad advice, niggas hopin', sacrifice

I ain't that attached, I rather try and lose it all

I'd rather be the reason fo' my fall

This the writing on the wall

I'm like Michael with a ball, life injection off the wall

I'm a Jedi with the forces

I'm a window with the source

They gon' cop me in the zours up

(Pre-Hook)

Hmm, Heaven Can Wait

Said we live a fast life like every day

I was stackin' in my past, tryna better my ways

Betta my days, can't eat those minimum wage

Heaven Can Wait

See, the good die young like every day

So I gotta keep a strap like every day

So I gotta get it stacked like every way

(Hook)

I don't know what I'm gon' do

I just traded the lord that I'm gon' lose

I just need me a way to ease my pain

Please take me away, please take me away

Lord, I don't mind the sacrifice

All of my time that I sacrificed

But I just need me a way to ease my pain

Please take me away, please take me away, Lord

(Verse 2)

From the castles to the ill, at the tabernacle

With the pastor in the ville, man, this passion give me chills

I'm a savage with the crit

Prolly spend a package on a jacket and some grills

I'm a catalyst fo' real, I'm just trappin' fo' a debt

Rappin' with a passion cuz a nigga so forreal

I was born in overkill

Turn this shit to cold fulfill

Night me on Melstreet, this is where the bad seeds enhail me

I was sinkin' twelve feet, till that nigga Yams came and helped me

Always strivin' prosper, yeah, he helped me

Workin' out now, livin' healthy, puttin' work out, gettin' wealthy

This is fo' the bullshit they dealt me

Now a nigga cookin' up the rocks

Straight uppin' all my stock

Just to put it on the block, dashin'

Feral niggas put that on the block

Hell yea this shit is hard, man

I put that on my mom, that

(Pre-Hook)

Don't nobody got me how I got myself

How you think I got the notches on my fuckin' belt

And just to lose it all, imagine how I felt

But nah y'all don' understand, y'all don' understand

I don't know why life's so hard

I take my chance, I slip, I fall

I get back up and I grind, and I put that on my mind

Think I'm runnin' outta time

(Hook)

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