Heaven's Gates

Pack it up and send it out the way Give a prayer and hope you don't catch a case Niggas contemplate Like it ain't the move to make When it's like million reasons that rebuttal what you say All about the money, get the fuck up out my face If you never paid attention, then you never gettin paid 7.25 ain't enough to feel safe But a kilo of the shit, make a nigga feel great It's a lot up on my plate Been that nigga since like ten We was up in section eight Keep that nine on me close It's a open carry state If a nigga wanna play, might send him up to heaven's gates Know my money straight, I don't never gotta chase Nigga's don't won't smoke Word to dimes, word to eighth's Carolina plates, they going bury me a great Im a fucking living legend I might tat it on my face Godspeed Bag it up today, if they coming sideways Pop the trunk and air the K Niggas think they great til I step inside the space Then I give 'em 16, what a rapper pose to say? Money on money, just watch it pile up Okay, Og's is truly proud of us Tell me she love me but I don't say it back Dedicate my time, but Ion play with that All about my chips on a bitch If its problems, lil mama you can dip Got it off the hustle word to Nip And I ain't even mother fucking Crip 40 on my hip, shorty on my side Nigga try to play send him up to Allah Why would I lie? When a nigga like this Every word that I spit like a 30 from the clip