hotboy wes - heaven or hell lyrics
[intro]
they need a hotboy on this b+tch, no cap
i’m burnin’ up in this b+tch, n+gga
just a product of my f+ckin’ environment, n+gga
you know what the f+ck goin’ on
look
[chorus]
young n+gga strapped up with that drac’, my hood a war land
and i was brought up by them apes like i was tarzan
gotta go hard, do anything to see my squad win
and b+tch we got it out the bottom, that was god plan
and i go broke and pay that bond for my lil’ partner
sit in that cell and hold my tongue ’cause i gotta
i’m from the bottom, i was born without no dollars
if you my n+gga, you my dog, then we rockin’
[verse 1]
yeah, feelin’ like a young snupe (rest in peace)
yeah, all i want is one coupe (skrrt)
so i can bend the block and chop the roof like kung fu
i was sittin’ in that cell prayin’ my dogs come through
i was lookin’ in that locker, i was down to one suit
i was punchin’, one+two, break a n+gga front tooth
we got dracs, we got 40s, b+tch, we got pumps too
we got dodie, we got gas, b+tch, we got skunks too
i done did a lot of dirty sh+t that i can’t undo
you down bad on your ass, n+gga, we’ll front you
my lil’ slums, they gon’ slide, n+gga, you gon’ slump who?
we gon’ squabble, we can shoot it out, b+tch, we gon’ jump too
f+ck his mama, hit his body, b+tch, hit his lungs too
f+ck his kids, split his wig, b+tch, that’s how slum do
grab that chopper, f+ck his partners, b+tch, they gon’ run too
you hoes better be watchin’, b+tch, when we come through, look
[chorus]
young n+gga strapped up with that drac’, my hood a war land
and i was brought up by them apes like i was tarzan
gotta go hard, do anything to see my squad win
and b+tch we got it out the bottom, that was god plan
and i go broke and pay that bond for my lil’ partner
sit in that cell and hold my tongue ’cause i gotta
i’m from the bottom, i was born without no dollars
if you my n+gga, you my dog, then we rockin’
[verse 2]
look, my granny said what don’t break a n+gga make a n+gga
i been thuggin’, you can see it in my baby pictures
really raised myself and i ain’t have no baby sitters, look
two rugers with me, i ain’t stupid, i’m just superstitious
n+gga, this that slum sh+t, no riff+raff, we run sh+t
wildin’ out like nick cannon, we frontline with then drumsticks
outside with no shirt, got coerced by convicts
granny yellin’ off the porch, “you need to stop that nonsense”
my heart goes out to every young n+gga doin’ bids
’cause i done seen a lot of wicked sh+t up in that pen’
like how the f+ck a grown man kiss a grown man?
then go to visitation and they kissin’ on they kids?
i was wakin’ out my sleep, dreams crazy as could be
birdbaths in that cell, i was bathin’ in the sink
b+tch, you know i’m from the bottom, b+tch, my mama raised a g
b+tch, you know we pray to eat, b+tch, you know we play for keeps, look
i was layin’ in that bunk, readin’ sister souljah
n+gga try to play, then i’ma put him on a poster
sharpen up my knife, i ain’t gon’ let a n+gga ho me
carve a n+gga ass like a pumpkin in october
n+gga, i’m really livin’ this, naw, i’m serious, i’m roguish
these n+ggas really delirious, they b+tches, man, they bogus
look, this sh+t crazy as it seems
i was locked up, b+tch, i ain’t have a bag of beans
remember seein’ kevin gates in that magazine
picture of malia, jackin’ off the vaseline
i’m just grindin’ for my dreams like tony hawk in his teens
can’t put my trust in these b+tches, these b+tches wicked, they scheme
they say hotboy blowin’ up, give me somethin’ i can borrow
but n+gga, where was you when i was deep off in that water?
stressed up in that county, hoes burnt me with them charges
stomach steady turnin’, no currency for a lawyer
don’t understand my journey, apparently, i’m a martian
hoes callin’ me baby gates, ‘parently, i’m r+t+rded
murder cases and robbery, don’t turn up in my apartments
diamonds up on me flawless, they turn up on ’em in darkness
b+tch, we wildin’, hold up, moment of silence
let me speak this knowledge, you just peep the violence, look
let me speak this knowledge, look
let me speak this knowledge, look
i got n+ggas in prison forever
low literacy level, they can barely read they letters
and it really ain’t my n+ggas’ fault, it’s how the system set up
product of our environment, we wildin’, you get wet up
on my mama, i ain’t cappin’, in the jungle, we be trappin’
you make it out the slums, you a running back or a rapper
do anything for they funds, they sell that sh+t front the pastor
p+ssy police harass us and k!ll n+ggas with passion
pretendin’ like they protectin’, just hillbillies with badges, look
and they never give us chances, they take us ‘way from our family
but they don’t understand we come up from different standards
b+tch, y’all was spoon+fed, we walked around in p+ssy pampers, look
[interlude]
that’s that slum sh+t
b+tch, y’all was spoon+fed, we walked around in p+ssy pampers, look
[chorus]
young n+gga strapped up with that drac’, my hood a war land
and i was brought up by them apes like i was tarzan
gotta go hard, do anything to see my squad win
and b+tch we got it out the bottom, that was god plan
and i go broke and pay that bond for my lil’ partner
sit in that cell and hold my tongue ’cause i gotta
i’m from the bottom, i was born without no dollars
if you my n+gga, you my dog, then we rockin’
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