Heat has been higher than thermals in skies
Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries
Heaven while am study in the
The science and the art, africa
Hard to move on when you always regret one
Its times to go back to my throne in heaven
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat
But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Cops in a precinct sketchin', draw, cockin' the heat,
I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven
Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one
So i guess i'll see you in heaven
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