Heaven Can Wait
I be comfortable with demons, so do that make me evil?
Jesus ain't hang with preachers, he with murderers and schemers
cnd I hang with killers that gon' heat this bitch up every season
You know we raise the murder rate, it don't matter the reason
Just shut up and listen when you hear a gangsta speaking
Don't jump in that water if you gon' drown in the deep end
Sometimes I be trippin' ‘cause I know that I got wicked ways
Catch a nigga slippin', we gon' tint his windows with his brains
cll I know is hit a stain man, I know this shit insane
Knock a nigga soul up out his body, I ain't feel a thing
I don't do no dissin' man, I'm tryna complete a mission
Too late to switch his words up when them killers pop out and switch him
Bullets hit him, I get pissed when he in critical condition
cm I evil for wishin' that he won't make it to keep living?
Like fuck whoever with ‘em and fuck whoever gon' miss ‘em
I don't give a fuck ‘bout feelings, I'm a bury you niggas with ‘em
If I love you, ain't no question, put my soul on the line
Like heaven can wait, I got too much blood in my eyes
Tryna balance good and evil, it's hard to follow the line
But fuck it, I won't stop this shit ‘till all of ‘em dyin'
I'm tryna cash in all my blessings, use ‘em to paint the trenches
Somebody tell my loved ones that I might be late to heaven
Tryna cash in all my blessings, use ‘em to paint the trenches
Somebody tell my loved ones that I might be late to heaven
Niggas click up with the whole city, we don't need no help
Leave his body cold and musty but I bet his soul'll melt
cin't no sneaky beef, we hittin' anybody with the belt
If I can't pin point who it is then everybody gettin' nelt
cin't gotta show no pipes I'm grown, just know that I got ‘em
Stupid bitch did all that trollin' now they crying ‘cause we
I thought that this was war, niggas put up, what's the problem?
If it's us against the world, I'm 10 toes, I'm right beside ‘em
cight, aight, aight
cye, aye, aye man, you know what it is
Big B'z, 2 B'z that is, you know what I'm sayin'
Fuck the opps
Free the gang man, free the real man
Long live the gang man
EMBG for life man
Y'all already know what it is man, I'm on my way home
Soon as I touch, it's up, no bap
If I love you, ain't no question, put my soul on the line
Like heaven can wait, I got too much blood in my eyes
Tryna balance good and evil, it's hard to follow the line
But fuck it, I won't stop this shit ‘till all of ‘em dyin'
I'm tryna cash in all my blessings, use ‘em to paint the trenches
Somebody tell my loved ones that I might be late to heaven
Tryna cash in all my blessings, use ‘em to paint the trenches
Somebody tell my loved ones that I might be late to heaven