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d.a l.e.s - heaven lyrics

[verse 1: aka]
how the f-ck we go so hard
working all god d-mn day get no reward
better get on your marks, get set go
this don’t take no days off
i put my plan in motion, your swag is broken
these songs i’m making got this nation under m-ss hypnosis
we don’t f-ck with you -ssh0l-s g-ssed up like castrol
more stamps in my p-ssport that’s bad news like tabloids
came up on that death row, west coast, bad boy
i was ducking my landlord looking out for my standpoint
i’m sami sosa, they catch emotions
mamis lack composure when the camera flash is open
paper planes get me lifted they say red bull give you wings
i can sit you in business, a power trip you should tip

[hook: aka & da l.e.s]
i’m fresh to death in this motherf-cker
my -ss is crazy, i’m in a 7
now can you parallel in this motherf-cker?
im high as heaven i bust it open seven eleven
(go girl i bust that p-ssy open) im high as heaven
(no doubt smoke good sh-t) im high as heaven
(lets smoke some tress) im high as heaven

[verse 2: da l.e.s]
it’s funny how sh-t change with a little foreign exchange
b-tches doing sh-t strange, for a little sh-t change
and n-ggas wanna act like, they ain’t finna act right
when i order my sh-t though, bring mine with a flashlight
got a milli in my pocket and it feel so good
with just a little profit man the whole city shook
but i don’t give a f-ck cause i’ma get back to it
and my kick-game n-gga n-gga sick like ugh
don’t give a f-ck when i’m skating these streets, and b-tches all over this motherf-cking beat, that foreign ah, legs spread – jordan sign

[hook]

[verse 3: maggz]
ok i can’t lie, i’m smoked up namageng’ ami and we roll the tenth time
we choked up on that good stuff and we flowing d-mn high
on beats we owning the streets and that’s no f-cking d-mn lie/ i know soweto testify.
alright, call us up cause we’re kings on,for this balling sh-t we got rings on
new whip two chicks with her friends in the mix and you know these b-tches gon’ cling on
star-trekking,i’m jason statham on that bar action
a few shots and she’s expendable
got her in the car laughing like athi kimi: “maggazini, awung’thathe s’hambe s’ye kini”
ngam’ tshela straight: “i’m too high to drive and i’m way over my limit”
wathi kimi: “no biggie
let’s do backseats and get kinky” ngathi
“k my love you’re too cool as f-ck” as i’m burning down my sticky

[hook]

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