Heaven Sent lyrics

by

Cashout Mike


[Chorus]
Man I'm in love with the money, that's all that I think about
I'm tryna get me a milli today
And they think that sh*t funny, but let's see who laughin'
When I get a motherf*cken' belly one day
Ain't stupid, no dummy, called Dina, my tummy
I pull out my choppa, let's see who wan' play
Phew, lemme switch the flow, hold on, phew
When I wake up I'm sippin' on medicine
Why the f*ck did they doubt my intelligence?
All the money, you stuck inna deficit
Man I'm fly as a bird, like a Pelican (Ha, wah)
Bustdown Rolly, my diamonds they pop out
Load up a K and a V, Imma hop out
f*ck this freshman sh*t, Imma drop out
Hop Inna V, and that sh*t get a top down
Diamonds they water, they really be glistenin'
I'm on the mic, so you better be listenin'
Got all the cash inna vault, I ain't diggin' it
No I do not want your b*tch, she a signent
Swear to god, man she better get away from me
In the booth, sh*t is hot like a bakery
When I shoot, it goes in the Lakers be
Man this sh*t is to easy, like ABC
Just listen to this beat, for a second b*tch
Oh my, oh my god, it is heaven sent
I can listen to this beat for breakfast
I can listen to this beat, with a necklace on
Money pilin' in, phew
Feel like pilotin', phew
In the sky, my money hot, that sh*t is flyin' in, phew
Yo sh*t dyin' in, phew
My sh*t addin' in, phew
Just subtractin' it, phew (Hahaha)
Choppa blastin' it (Pow)

[Chorus]
Man I'm in love with the money, that's all that I think about
I'm tryna get me a milli today
And they think that sh*t funny, but let's see who laughin'
When I get a motherf*cken' belly one day
Ain't stupid, no dummy, called Dina, my tummy
I pull out my choppa, let's see who wan' play
Phew, lemme switch the flow, hold on, phew
When I wake up I'm sippin' on medicine
Why the f*ck did they doubt my intelligence?
All the money, you stuck inna deficit
Man I'm fly as a bird, like a Pelican (Ha, wah)
Bustdown Rolly, my diamonds they pop out
Load up a K and a V, Imma hop out
f*ck this freshman sh*t, Imma drop out
Hop Inna V, and that sh*t get a top down
Diamonds they water, they really be glistenin'
I'm on the mic, so you better be listenin'
Got all the cash inna vault, I ain't diggin' it
No I do not want your b*tch, she a signent
Swear to god, man she better get away from me
In the booth, sh*t is hot like a bakery
When I shoot, it goes in the Lakers be
Man this sh*t is to easy, like ABC
Just listen to this beat, for a second b*tch
Oh my, oh my god, it is heaven sent
I can listen to this beat for breakfast
I can listen to this beat, with a necklace on
Just listen to this beat, for a second b*tch
Oh my, oh my god, it is heaven sent
I can listen to this beat for breakfast
I can listen to this beat, with a necklace on
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