Party in Heaven (feat. Lil Durk)

I ain't have a way, I had to make one Jumped off the porch together don't mean yo' ass a day one I seen you snake a nigga you love, I seen the hate come Seen Larry Hoover in the hood, I mean a fake one Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster) See, this right here, this a gangster story (Gangster) (Oh, oh, a gangster) Gangster (Gangster, gangster) My Rollie finally dance, OTF a family plan We ain't had no car to slide on opps, I used my family van Lost Iris I died, Nuski died, it's like I died again Fresh out the feds, can't talk to you, they gon' try to tap me in I'ma put my money inside this music 'cause I can't buy a friend I tried like three Four times when they got locked, can't try it again I choose you over you, I won't decide again They having a gangster party in Heaven, I wish they'd let us in (Let us in) Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster) See, this right here, this a gangster story (Gangster) (Oh, oh, a gangster) Gangster (Gangster, gangster) I was on a mission with my mans (For real) Gunpowdered up now, I'm pissin' on my hands We just pickin' up on what them older niggas and them was sayin' Sixteen we got fanned down, caught us with our pants down I was on the block last, Glock nine, rocks, glass Stop signs, hot cars filled with gas, black masks If he make it wrap, this is he can't get no rack pass Fail, how you think you gon' excel, with yo' black ass? Crack baby pops left when it got bad Layin' palettes, all your clothes in a black bag Almost drove that boy insane, so he got a bag Now he hopping off the plane, he got jet lag Saw a murder, just a kid, he was traumatized Kept his Glock, now he locked for a homicide And he ain't trippin' that he's sitting in a box 'Cause it is what it is, and it's not, what it's not, nigga Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster) See, this right here, this a gangster story (Gangster) (Oh, oh, a gangster) Gangster (Gangster, gangster) I was raised around gangsters (Gangsters), fell in love with danger Deep up in these streets, might have to fall in love with strangers House party, thirty deep, we came strapped, all bangers It was more than five shooters so we clapped all angles Where I'm from, a nigga die, the whole city'll try to claim One from your maker, you gotta die to be famous My little cuz walkin' with a gun, I wish he stayed with gamin' I can't say I'd die for y'all For real, 'cause I see the streets change When the worst enemy died on the other side, I ain't feel it I don't talk to Master P, just 'cause of Herb I claim no limit Then I seen't him with his new girl Text his phone, like, "Bro, you winning" One-fifty and one-fifty, that's 300, ain't no difference This a gangster party, this a gangster party This a gangster party, this a gangster party Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster) See, this right here, this a gangster story (Gangster) (Oh, oh, a gangster) Gangster (Gangster, gangster)