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boaz - heaven had a ghetto lyrics

[produced by sap]

[intro]
i woke up this morning on some other sh-t, you know what i mean?
rolled me something, fired up the old school
[?] hear some 2pac or something y’all

[verse 1]
looking at my rolex, it’s about that time
a little overdue if you ask me, might be a little late
still a n-gga right on time
i’m what the game missing, you ask me
like god speaking to man, through man
beautiful olive hue, original human
and ain’t no doubting my mind, if i can you can
indebted to the rap game, it made me a new man
ever since i been cashing checks and things
i always stay dressed in the freshest things
then iced out the chain on my neck, that swings
but that can hardly amount to the stress it brings
it’s like i, got to see heaven for going through h-ll
so i elevate, everytime i blow me an l
people say they do but they don’t know you too well
i talked to my creator cause he know me so well

[hook]
i’m like if heaven had a ghetto
i bet this is what it look like
anybody could be a star
if heaven had a ghetto
i bet this is what it look like
pretty girls and foreign cars
if heaven had a ghetto
i bet this is what it look like
telling time on audemars
if heaven had a ghetto
i bet this is what it look like
do believe the world is yours

[verse 2]
as i approach the pearly gates at the big estate
i think of heaven on earth, why make a n-gga wait
my fam good, my n-ggas straight
the watch cold, the second hand figure skate
this white linen got a n-gga feeling pure
i’m at the beach house sitting by the sh0r-
it’s money on my mind, writing’s on the wall
fur up on the floor
it feels good to say i ain’t got to struggle no more
as i look up at the heavens
drunk out the casino
at the cr-ps table, you know i’m looking for those sevens
can i be an angel in a hood that’s full of felons
when i’m praying i be saying can the law, can we yell it

[hook]

[verse 3]
what mean the world to me don’t mean the world to you
i’m tryna find some piece, you think it’s money you’re due
n-ggas k!ll me, stressing how they got love for me
and i can see you barely got love for you
it be the n-ggas that surround y’all, praying on your downfall
cause you hit home runs and all they know is foul b-lls
you either feel me or i’m talking about y’all
hate it or love it, i could do it without y’all
i be ready to turn it up to the max
but lately i’ve been real conservative with my stacks
burning up every track, pull a trick out the hat
put a brick in the trap, that’s where my n-ggas is at

[hook]

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