album cover
heavenesque
album cover
heavenesque was released on August 28, 2026 by Sixteenrain as a part of the album heavenesque
ReleasedAugust 28, 2026
LabelSixteenrain
LanguageEnglish
BPM76
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Do not come to me with lies
For I see through to the truth
I know where you think you belong
The ice in your veins pulses with wanting
Wanting that new day can't satisfy
If only it could be that easy
I know what it is like to lose everything
What it feels like to be permanently incomplete
As if you are but a puzzle
Waiting to be pieced back together
The door is open
The door to heaven is open
(Skrr, skrr)
Bitch, I'm off that (what, what)
All the pills in the bottle, I just popped that (yeah)
I could slime out your homie if he talk back (what)
Kick that bitch out the crib, and make her walk back
Rockstar lifestyle, bitch, I'm rockstar living (yeah)
Too much hoes on my line, man I swear that bitch tripping
I got money, money powers, bitch, I'm on a money mission
I just broke it off with her, I don't care if it hurt her feelings
Talk shit on the bros, we put 'em critical condition
I just fucked up my whole jeans, off the Wock, 'cause I been spilling
That lil' pussy boy a rat, he gon' talk if they get to grilling
Man, you can't hop in that coupe, lil' hoe, you know we not chilling (yeah)
Yeah, pull up, pull up, pull up
I'm at the spot with my bros, pull up
Fucking on two bad hoes, pull up
Choppa on me, gon' blow you up
Choppa on me, gon' blow you up
I'm in the whip, yeah, I'm in the whip
200 on dash, I speed that bitch
That boy see 12, he speed off quick
And I'm in archive, all black Rick
(Skrr, skrr)
Bitch, I'm off that (what, what)
All the pills in the bottle, I just popped that (yeah)
I could slime out your homie if he talk back (what)
Kick that bitch out the crib, and make her walk back
Rockstar lifestyle, bitch, I'm rockstar living (yeah)
Too much hoes on my line, man I swear that bitch tripping
I got money, money powers, bitch, I'm on a money mission
I just broke it off with her, I don't care if it hurt her feelings
Talk shit on the bros, we put 'em critical condition
I just fucked up my whole jeans, off the Wock, 'cause I been spilling
That lil' pussy boy a rat, he gon' talk if they get to grilling
Man, you can't hop in that coupe, lil' hoe, you know we not chilling (yeah)
Written by: Shane Masterson
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