[Verse 1: Blu]
Ayo, my nigga Perry wrote me from Heaven
He said, "You won't believe what life is like living in Heaven
Besides the horrified feeling you feel after you die
It's refreshing, no stressing, I'm stretching out my wings because I'm fly
Name why it gets cold in L.A., it’s hot as hell
You walk by, next thing you know, they drive by popping a shell
Where every nigga you know been locked up in jail
For getting caught with narcotics to sell
You get arrested by dеtectives, no one’s dropping your bail
'Causе it's expensive, so you spend an extended stay locked in a cell
Fighting inmates, knocking the problem out before they tell
Police show up, see you swollen, just another day in hell
I don't miss it at all, like getting hit with a L
Or getting arrested, stressing they don’t hit you with an L
Or getting hit with a knife, you lose your life while you lighting a L
If you survive, you live life tired as hell
Life is hell homie, and it ain't nothing like Heaven"
[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]
Ain't nothing like Heaven (Hm)
Everybody wanna to go, it’s the place to be, hm, mm
But I’m just trying to take it slow, it ain't a race for me, hm, uh
I’m just praying the good Lord make space for me
Space for me, space for me
Praying the good Lord make space for me
Space for me, space for me
[Verse 2: Blu]
"Living in Heaven is like, finding a paradise
And never rolling seven, so if I die, I want to go to heaven
No stressing, no need for a weapon
Everybody repping the same set
Because living in Heaven's better than sex
It’s a blessing to see the righteous reap the finest things
Jesus could find so I feel like I'm king, call me Your Highness
See I reside in a place where weed don’t get you the highest
You reside in a place where wings don’t make you the flyest
Say you tried to sell your soul for a price, no one can buy it
God set it on a mountain so high, no one can climb it
To be honest, Heaven don’t got no climate
Weather's determined by your feelings current
And yes occurrences can occur
That occasionally cause an ocean current
But Heaven is like, surfing on it
Every morning living on the beach with no sunset, that don’t get boring
Where everyone’s awoke, no one is snoring
Where no one is more important than any other
Where your mother is my mother and your brother is my brother
So on and so on
I like to think we’re all a link that just goes on
Back before the dinosaurs, the planet, before no one
Before a proton, 'fore the neutron birthed Adam
Before any matter can matter, that made black matter
That’s the Heaven God has given us
And where you finna be if you don’t wake up out your sleep
Nigga get up!"
