"Keep Heaven Dancing" lyrics
Yeah
Ay today my mom's birthday man
I don't know, I think she's 53
If I do the math right
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
I'ma chip off my old block where they hold Glocks
In 92 they smoke rocks now I hope not
I wouldn't know cause we got outta there
I miss Aiesha had the caramel features and a lotta hair
Sometimes I wonder where she at now
Imagining the way she look and how she act now
Did the hood get her have a baby by a hood nigga
Give ya two good guesses where he at now
But, you never know maybe she overcame
I mean just think about how far that lady Oprah came
From, humble beginnings to, hugging a billion but that's
One in a million if ya, from where I'm feeling nostalgic about
Hardest nigga outta the south
Though I was feeling claustrophobic and I had to get out
Cause while I ain't a street nigga ain't pretend to be
The Ville was killing niggas mo' and it sent for me
Smart niggas went to collages in attempts to flee
Friends stays hating penetentary
And that's life in a nutshell
I heard a couple dumb niggas say they love jail
I feel for 'em cause that's real for 'em
Less hope than a stillborn
Cole world but can feel warm
Though sometimes play a song that can bring sunshine
That's why I don't really give a fuck about punchlines
I just be writing, not to enlighten to release
At night a little Henny and some head can give me peace
If only I could get away with murder like police
It'd be a couple niggas that's deceased, now rest in peace
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
All you niggas rap on the same beats
Make me want to hit Dame grease and get one of them joints X passed on
Make some shit that I can hear Flex blast on
For your whip let your foot press gas on
Cause it seems hits is how the best last long
So I ask God for my next mass song
All he sent is my next ass song full of private thoughts
For a minor price you could tresspass on
It's from the heart like a chest pass homes
My nigga was in prison and he just got home
He blowin up my cell did four years in jail
And I never sent no mail and I guess that's wrong but
If he really knew me then he'd understand
A week out and already got a gun in hand
I guess it's true what they say "only God can judge"
But the catch is he never does
He know exactly why my nigga stressed unhappy high
Thinking "how did four years just pass me by?"
Can't get a job but the streets showed me how
Nigga I was cool with ain't my homies now
My own daughter act like she don't barely know me now
Baby mama promise me that she would hold me down
Bitch promised that she would hold me down
It was lonely in a cell and it's lonely now
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Ay today my mom's birthday man
I don't know, I think she's 53
If I do the math right
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
I'ma chip off my old block where they hold Glocks
In 92 they smoke rocks now I hope not
I wouldn't know cause we got outta there
I miss Aiesha had the caramel features and a lotta hair
Sometimes I wonder where she at now
Imagining the way she look and how she act now
Did the hood get her have a baby by a hood nigga
Give ya two good guesses where he at now
But, you never know maybe she overcame
I mean just think about how far that lady Oprah came
From, humble beginnings to, hugging a billion but that's
One in a million if ya, from where I'm feeling nostalgic about
Hardest nigga outta the south
Though I was feeling claustrophobic and I had to get out
Cause while I ain't a street nigga ain't pretend to be
The Ville was killing niggas mo' and it sent for me
Smart niggas went to collages in attempts to flee
Friends stays hating penetentary
And that's life in a nutshell
I heard a couple dumb niggas say they love jail
I feel for 'em cause that's real for 'em
Less hope than a stillborn
Cole world but can feel warm
Though sometimes play a song that can bring sunshine
That's why I don't really give a fuck about punchlines
I just be writing, not to enlighten to release
At night a little Henny and some head can give me peace
If only I could get away with murder like police
It'd be a couple niggas that's deceased, now rest in peace
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
All you niggas rap on the same beats
Make me want to hit Dame grease and get one of them joints X passed on
Make some shit that I can hear Flex blast on
For your whip let your foot press gas on
Cause it seems hits is how the best last long
So I ask God for my next mass song
All he sent is my next ass song full of private thoughts
For a minor price you could tresspass on
It's from the heart like a chest pass homes
My nigga was in prison and he just got home
He blowin up my cell did four years in jail
And I never sent no mail and I guess that's wrong but
If he really knew me then he'd understand
A week out and already got a gun in hand
I guess it's true what they say "only God can judge"
But the catch is he never does
He know exactly why my nigga stressed unhappy high
Thinking "how did four years just pass me by?"
Can't get a job but the streets showed me how
Nigga I was cool with ain't my homies now
My own daughter act like she don't barely know me now
Baby mama promise me that she would hold me down
Bitch promised that she would hold me down
It was lonely in a cell and it's lonely now
Feeling rather uninspired
Feeling rather unadmired
Come on baby won't you love me
Never put a soul above me
Don't you see I'm special darling
Tell me why then aren't you calling
Could it be you found another
You forgotten how I loved ya
One day you'll see that you've made a
Terrible mistake then pray to
God above for second chances
My rhythms will keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
Keep heaven dancing
