Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven
Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
Never learned my lesson, seven minutes in heaven
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
Grab a pen in clutches, send it to heaven above functions
For those whey no fit dey fix son
I was on the stairway to heaven
Farther and farther they push me.
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them
Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven
I see'em grillin, i ate it though
What heaven awaits we don't know
Now move back over here to the right
I wonder what heaven is like
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