Heaven Sent

Oh, you know I'm back on the turf (On the turf)

Still rappin' 'til they back out the hearse (Yeah)

Yeah, they wanna see me crash out or worse (Woo)

They don't get it though, that faith really works

Go mode, Miles probably call it "GLO Mode"

Throwin' at a brother's side, get a Rolo

Yeah, we still forty deep, never solo

Peacemaker with the Nortes and Sureños

Pequeño never, always been a big stepper (Big stepper)

Bible and a forty-five on the dresser

Why they always goin' live when they stressin'?

Shut up, talk to God for your blessing

Ayy, let me learn you a little lesson, boy, you messin' with the message

Why you out here being messy, talk about the resurrection

I be good in every section, that's on God on a set

When they ask where I'm from I just said, "I'm from Heaven,"

Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)

Me? I ain't got no ties to that

Yeah, put me on the line for that

Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent

Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)

Me? I ain't got no ties to that (No ties)

Yeah, put me on the line for that

Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent

Ayy, no stress homie, how you say that I'm yo' west homie?

And when you heard about that fire, you ain't check on me

Just to get to the top, they big step on me

But it's good, I still pray that God bless on me

Ayy, lighting up your city like a police cruiser

Ask me where I'm from when I'm pulling up on Hoover

Heaven, I just came to pray for the shooter (Yeah)

Holy Spirit clean out your house like a looter

Take a track to the club for the Crips and the Bloods

For the rich and the thugs 'cause my clique need the blood

For atonement if you want it, go time, but I'm GLO-ing

Bending corners, woah, woah (Sheesh), I plant seeds in LA

But I'm not about what happened to Keith Lee in the Bay

You can come back next time, step with your boy (Yeah)

Just make sure you got nothin' left in your car

Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)

Me? I ain't got no ties to that

Yeah, put me on the line for that

Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent (Yes, sir)

Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)

Me? I ain't got no ties to that (No ties)

Yeah, put me on the line for that

Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent (Yes, sir)