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headed to heaven - headed '24 lyrics

[part i]

[intro: easton serrano]
and you know what the f+ck it is
hth, headed to heaven
we in this motherf+cker, sh+t
it’s been a crazy year, man
kendrick v. drake, brat, chromakopia
well, 2025 gon’ be legendary for us
but before we get into that, let’s kick it one more time to celebrate the year
aye, psy, tell ’em somethin’

[verse 1: psyphxr]
all i ever wanted was a penny for my thoughts
now i’m in the club chugging henny, sipping voss
oh no, please do not let the lamеs come
oh no, we don’t know wherе they came from
oh no, i’ve been trying to fit in with the biggest
i’ve been trying be one of the littest for like, five d+mn years
so i guess i be wondering how i got here
i guess that’s ’cause i’m a junkie, i get high all year
i don’t need help with my problems
i just need to know how to solve ’em, keep my head clear
like i’m in the gym, yeah, i’ve been on gear
mike tyson, one punch, i’m biting off his ear
and i’m gon’ get my get back, no spin back
i’m rap off everything i hate about your muh’ f+cking ass
like i’m the instructor better get inside my class
or i’m gon’ hit you with some gandalf
you shall not+
[verse 2: bean.]
safe bet that i do this sh+t, defcon 7
if your next sh+t a 10, my last sh+t an 11 (yeah)
runnin’ round these b+tches effortless
wizard pen, they been tryna get this essence and (yeah)
i don’t think they will
i had a decade and some change to sharpen my sk!ll
y’all had some blessings and spare change just to build your will
how the f+ck am i a pessimist when my glass is filled? (yeah)
how the f+ck am i a messenger when my words is mine? (yeah)
how the f+ck am i a civilian if the world is mine? (uh)
i could retake the game now, but let me give you time (uh)
say my name, don’t be scared when you wanna rhyme (yeah)
puff out your chest and let me see what you hold to mine (uh)
y’all been making drug money and club bangers (yeah)
i gotta talk about the aftermath with coat hangers (uh)
i run the globe in adidas trainers
you run your mouth and we bring the faders (uh)
i been eyeing up my idols and training with titans (d+mn)
if i ever been a liar, lord just strike me down (yeah)
i know that i’m goliath, so there’s no second round (yeah)
make believe like a legend, can you bare the weight? (bare the weight)
i been treading through water with my title weight (title weight)
i could say i’m the best, that’s what they all say (yeah)
i could prove it, make ’em lose it if they open up
just direct the call to 1+800+call+my+bluff (mhm, mhm)
b+tch (yeah, b+tch)
[verse 3: sey]
all i ever wanted was the cod to go national
i’m headed to heaven, you can tell ‘em when the askin’ you
passin’ you, i’m goin 85 on the freeway
my display is sincere i get it the free way
the psychos that i know get eye roll, i’m high though
look up in the sky, it’s a drone not a plane
i’m a conspiracy lyricist, i’m goin insane
martin luther music, yeah, we gonna free the slaves
every road that i paved it gon’ stay for the next
in real life or the net
either way i’m the best, i’m a bathing ape gorilla
i be beatin’ on my chest, yeah, we seeing who the best
who is stressed my n+gga, i am blessed my n+gga
don’t test my n+ggas. i’ll get my n+ggas, ah
i’m in the rooms that you not
you a fed, you a cop
i was bred on the block
try to send a message, not read, you’re blocked
i am seeing red, i’m mad, i’m hot
i don’t care who got next, ’cause i got right now
i am headed to heaven, to the top right now
and i’m in a tiguan to the spot right now
i remember when they used to say, “pipsqueak, pipe down”

[verse 4: sey]
it’s not enough
boy your not tough, i was callin’ your bluff
seen your girl and she blushed, i was gone in a rush
sh+t is normal to us, put more in the trust
i don’t hang around places where i’m not invited
jealousy arrived and the hate incited
i be on stage, get the place excited
yeah, i’m great on paper, in the zone, i’m writing
even i get frightened, my emotions heightened
i don’t got a hype man, it’s just me and my pen
can i tell you ’bout my level?
own boss, what the cost?
get it off
see my flow like voss
how i started the cod
everybody and the mom, yeah, they wanna be god
it’s only one, have fun
but i am on a run, like i’m the gun nas talk about
look at how i walk around
gotta stay strapped when you in this game
they want yo name, they want yo fame
this sh+t crazy
crashing out like roc nation instagram, crazy
never saying wham, not sorry, lil baby
hip hop raised me. i put it in the lyrics
this is pain, you can hear it, i’m sayin you can feel it
i’m really the best
got a sense that they fear it, serious
like the radio or jones
i’m on that nasdaq jones
i’m the king with the prose
she a ting, not a ho
what i sing gotta go
tell you what you gotta know
i am big bro
never unc’, what you thunk?
why your face lookin’ stuck?
yeah, i write these words
and i’m on your curb
now i’m in your building
lemme tell you how i’m feelin’
i don’t wanna get mad
but the year i had, you won’t have the last laugh
yea i’m on your ass, like i got auto aim
am i insane?
i want the power like my favorite celebrities
every hour online, they fighting ’cause of what they said to me
bring they head to me if anybody talk down
she is givin’ head to me, just to say she was around
it’s not enough
pass me the dutch, but don’t pass me hookah
i’m taking n+ggas out like kendrick, stupid
a stupor what i put ‘em in
coffin what i put ’em in
maybe, i’m the most known unknown
but it come a time, every cover gotta get blown
i’m known in the spots that it matter
no, i’m not the mad rapper, just an emcee with a temper
[verse 5: vi3ra]
call me a titan the way you get handled
your music trash you get slapped with a sandal
got your girl, she bent over the mantle
ravenous on the beat, i look like a f+cking animal
chuggin’ henny like a motherf+ckin’ danimals
dumb b+tch, i’m gonna remove your mandible
big money up in my pockets, this sh+t tangible
eaten up p+ssy rappers like a f+cking cannibal
i only silence sheep, but you can still call me hannibal
said i’m a dog in this b+tch
ravage your body, then i skirt off in the whip
oh, just got a fresh script
doctor gave me percs ’cause she really be that b+tch, uh
you really ain’t on sh+t
talkin ’bout viera, but you got d+ck in your lips, uh
i be headed to heaven
might be a sin, but i was deadly by seven
ruin your whole sh+t, them bombs getting sent in
beat your ass but i’m not getting sentenced
the judge said “that sh+t natural selection”
b+tch, so get the f+ck out of my section
you a ho rat and a b+tch, did i mention
that you been as ho since ’bout eleven?
walk in your city everything get suspended
keep actin’ out, get your ass a detention
p+ssy boy you can’t deal with the tension

[verse 6: easton serrano]
hol’ up, hol’ up, ez on the beat, ho
cheat code, i be from the west, i done got so
confident, and while i’m busy writing all these consistents
i look at my accomplishments, and really, ain’t no stopping it, uh
cause it’s really only up, like the drake beef, for us
headed boutta turn a new leaf, brotha, hol’ up
headed gon be carrying the game, like a tow truck
got a lot onto my name like i’m dave blunts
just like dot said, they not like us
they all hungry, but who really out here starving like us?
we been smart, we been working, man, we know what to do
and we ain’t perfect, but who really out moving like us?
i don’t know, i guess that be why they hating on me
should be working on you, why you speakin’ on me?
man it’s fine though, i ain’t stay stressing, cause it’s all love
and we still won’t budge

[verse 7: stefanov]
i can’t help being cynical, it’s in my blood
i saw the cypher beat and i was like, what the f+ck?
what kind of beat they got me rapping on?
this sh+t’s ridiculous
you take a hit song, flip it, get some cl!cks, it’s obvious
the scheme is right in front of me, meticulous
inherently exploitative, the base of art made for cash
i saw the verses sending, man, that sh+t felt like a plane crash
am i on the short bus? it’s all love
what’s the hustle for if you can just stay in school?
what’s the point of acting gangster if you play by the rules?
what’s the point of making cash if you rich?
i feed by a motherf+cking inch
you a joke to me
and get off that f+cking mic and go to where you’re supposed to be
for every reader. there’s about 12 writers
so if i start a posse, i’ma roll with 12 riders
can’t n0body f+ck with me and ’cause you’re dense
have a tldr, i’m from 5m2a and i rep hth

[verse 9: 88saints]
make her deepthroat it, mouth never getting dry
and she keep throwin’ it, all these racks to the sky
i’m living the high life
yeah, b+tch, i’m speedin’, never saying “bye bye”
never doing drive bys
been doing crazy sh+t, gotta keep my eyes wide
take a few shots and i hop and i ride, ride
take a few shots in ihop and i slide, slide
with my slimes slimes (uh)
hop on cali’ beat, hop on any beat, hop up on my meat, uh
going crazy, going brazy
guns blazing on the beat
going brazy on the lean
going crazy on me
going crazy on the lean
going crazy on the bean
going crazy on the beat, uh
like kt i’m bean
like bean, i’m for real
everything i say is real
popping beans, that’s for real
hope there’s peace in israel
sake
j+pan, uh
miyagi, uh
ez did a good job going crazy on the beat
smoking ganja, uh
turn the tv off

[interlude: mahko]
yeah, this b+tch know my type of f+ck and she throwing ass
g43, turn her ass into a running back
i just take a high, i don’t even need to do the math
shawty coming with me, yeah, you know she want her nails done
big ass f+cking bag just came in through the mail, son
big ass f+cking chopstick, finna lay your mans down
yeah, she wanna come back just ’cause i got bands now

[part ii]

[intro: easton serrano]
oh, you thought we was done, huh? (f+ck)
nah, we ending this sh+t right (rah)
got a lot to say on this b+tch. it’s gonna be headed all next motherf+cking year, you heard? (rah, rah)
you heard?

[interlude: mahko]
switch to the wide body cat, it’s the big b+tch
out in my mouth, i don’t need to see the dentist
peeked through the scope, i hit every appendage
when we talking money, boy, you know you better listen

[chorus: f3lipe]
mahko
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
turn this tv off, turn this tv off, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait

[verse 1: f3lipe & easton serrano ]
hold up, what the f+ck is that?
b+tches calling me all the f+cking time on my whatsapp (hey)
turn this tv off, fighting with the b+tch and you better not get involved (rah)
oh, i done seen it all, might gotta duck out the country and head to senegal
raps f+cking with us, we giving fentanyl
double e so f+cking sick, we need benadryl
i’m with felipe, we driving down the freeway
we catch a cracker, then we ship him off to ebay
this one for easy, drop it on his b+day
in this motherf+cking game, i’m a sensei
going too hard, but i do it so easy
mispr+nounce the hate like my name is felipe
and these girls so sweet, call them cheeky
headed to heaven, i suggest you believe me
for the team, man, shout out to kaeri+ and jo.sa., we’ve been cooking up these pastries
cooking so much, might open a bakery
remember thinking back in time, i ain’t had those
now we got so much money, we don’t need those
now we got hoes, we got big body bros
but if you’re still busy thinking, “where we at though?”
been pushing rhymes on my macho like my brother+

[bridge: f3lipe]
mahko

[verse 2: bean.]
mad up the maybach, you know i won’t pay tax
if you want action, little bro, need to say that
wax on, wax off on these b+tches, ajax
drop back on the field like my name dak
prescott, 20 mil’ on me, three new cots
ooh, hot sh+t on the block, up the bl!ck on that b+tch
y’all do disrespect, then you gon’ take that sh+t (huh) huh
no, y’all don’t want me in the jet
in the jet, just to go beat your ass (yeah)
one foot the neck (yeah,) one foot the gas (uh+huh,) one foot is bare, my boot in they ass (woo)
y’all don’t want me in it
hundred on the dash, dozen on they head
put kids to bed, it’s about to get nasty
i feel like the beat, cause i’m gon’ get the clap (clap)
bad b+tch about to die by the bag (yeah)
please don’t press it, yo, toe get a tag
stutter, b+tches, real life lagging
hard on the net, real life catch you lacking (yeah)
you bought your gun for the fashion
rap game a whole, then you are a f+ggot
he f+cking said it, he better have meant it
now the whole world know, you take ozempic

{bridge: sey}
easton

[pre+chorus: easton serrano]
haters gonna laugh, but somebody’s gotta do it
put our foot up on the gas, but somebody’s gotta+

[chorus: f3lipe]
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president, hold up, wait
turn this tv off, turn this tv off, hold up, wait
i’m the president, i’m the president

[outro: easton serrano & bean.]
time out, time out, hold the phone
hth, headed to heaven. you know how the f+ck it really be
straight from the web to the internet into yo f+cking eardrums
we all family, man
we here to build, not to destroy
you better like, repost, comment, whatever the f+ck, man
we gon’ catch y’all later, though
peace
(hah)
(this what y’all do to get me to rap again? d+mn)
(f+ck)

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