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Heaven (feat. Jully Black)
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[Chorus]
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I pack up my bags and leave this world behind?
If Heaven was a mile away
Or save it all for you?
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I fill the tank up, put gas and be out the front door in a (Flash?)
Before reconsidering this hell with you
It ain't you, it's the things you do (Do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I would've fell with you, to Hell with you
[Verse 1]
If Heaven was a mile away, and you could ride by the gates
Would you try to run inside when it opens, would you try to die today?
Would you pray louder, finally believe in His power?
Even if you couldn't see, but you could feel, would you still doubt Him?
How would you start actin'? Would you try to put the keys down
Thinkin' every drug sale that you make in the streets, He can see now?
Would a fiend even want to get high? Would he stop smokin'
If he knew on His own two feet He could just stroll in?
To get away and escape from the craziness
And I bet you there's a Heaven for a atheist, it's hard takin' this
Racist planet where they take a younger brother in a handcuff
Even if he innocent, "****, get on the car! Put your **** hands up!"
Thinkin' I'ma lose it, my mom's in chemo
Three times a week, yo, keep tryin', but people, it's hard
And God, your young soldier's not sober but needs you
This world's my home, but world, I would leave you
[Chorus]
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I pack up my bags and leave this world behind?
If Heaven was a mile away
Or save it all for you?
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I fill the tank up, put gas and be out the front door in a (Flash?)
Before reconsidering this hell with you
It ain't you, it's the things you do (Do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I would've fell with you, to Hell with you
[Verse 2]
****, what you think, I'ma stop building? I'ma stop feelin'
Like I'm Amistad's great-great-grandchildren? How I'm not gonna want to make millions?
Since the quarter water days, in the hallways, makin' fake gold caps
With the Reese's Pieces wrapper in my mouth all day
But then my style has quite a while, that same type as Ill and Al Skratch
Game time to the cats, never looked back, Cristal, blowin' dub sacks
That's when it all just hit me
You see, the broads and Bentleys is nothin' 'less my **** spend it all with me
I'd give it all away quickly just to hear them all about some new kicks
Free of any autographs, and not to be recognized, forgive me
It's becomin' unbearable, makin' hits is easy
Put a famous **** on a hook, there you go with a platinum CD
I know you heard the noise, preachers touchin' on altar boys
Sodomizin', not realizin' God is watchin', before the Lord
How could they do the Devil's work? A man give another man head in church
Hell, it hurts just to fathom the thought, wishin' that I fled the Earth
[Chorus]
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I pack up my bags and leave this world behind?
If Heaven was a mile away
Or save it all for you?
If Heaven was a mile away
Would I fill the tank up, put gas and be out the front door in a (Flash?)
Before reconsidering this hell with you
It ain't you, it's the things you do (Do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I would've fell with you, to Hell with you
[Outro]
You trapped in your own hell
Every day I wake up, I'm blessed
Every day you wake up and breathe another breath, you blessed
To all them **** runnin' around
Talkin' 'bout, "I'm **** up", "I got to get on", "I got to-"
"I'm in the grind", "I'm **** up", yeah, we all in the grind
But look at the beautiful **** around you, it's a beautiful life
All my **** locked up, keep ya heads up
Heaven's just a mile away
I'm talkin' Heaven on Earth, ain't got nothin' to do with money
Got nothin' to do with nothin' material
I'm talkin' 'bout Heaven in your own heart
In your own world, baby, in your own existence
To my moms, look at me, baby
I love you, girl, your boy's shinin', God's son
Written by: Ajene Griffith, Eddie Holman, Jully Black, Karl Amani Wailoo, Nasir Jones, Sheila Holman

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