Heaven Is so Close

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

If murder is hereditary, then dying young is my destiny

Fuck doing time for felonies, to hell with what you telling me

It's what I'm seeing, believing there's a better side

All I'm seeing is my genocide, suicidal thoughts

Brought my mama broken hearts

I thought jacking niggas and drinking liquor helped me see God quicker

All it did was have me mad to hear my daughter call me mister

Her mama should've taught her better

Now I'm writing Dear God letters

Asking how my cousin went from making hella G's through the years

To doing thirty dollar hits and alcoholic tears

Fears from them streets never scared me

I decided a long time ago to let the Lord guide me

Through this optimism

Kids dying, I don't know, I guess I miss 'em

Like Lil' James, Darby and Lil' Man out the projects

Never got to see their happy years

All they felt was the blast from a lost tear

And last year the nation felt shame

But only their mothers felt the pain to hear the Lord call their name

This game has got me feeling like I'm losing all my sanity

At times I think the world is blaming me

But I ain't letting 'em get me down

I'm keeping my head up cause I know I got a dose

Heaven is so close

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Bill Clinton, you gon' feel me

Taking welfare from ghetto children

That's why every hood infected and looking blurry

I need every homie I know in the dope game

We sell it, but who make cocaine?

Artificial, contaminated

My little homie lost his life for rims that was gold plated

211 Ain't nothing but a robbery

187 Ain't nothing but a hobby

In the ghetto, death is like a commodity

I mean your best friend turn into your enemy

Lord knows I don't wanna die young

Cause Earth is Hell, Heaven is eternal, son

Bury me a G, fuck dying poor

The hood got me trapped, I'm a victim of this ghetto

Pockets full of cooked rocks, standing on the block

Hundred G's, two keys, running from crooked cops

I done seen little kids lose their life

I done seen niggas' mamas smoke the pipe

I done grew up with killers, my brother died of drugs

And like Spice 1 said, even young niggas die

In the ghetto you never know when it's your time or my time to go

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

See, they often told me Heaven was close, but I think it's even closer

Look, it ain't no fun to have your name on Wanted posters

Look, see, I ain't got time for bitches

I keep my hand on my nine and keep my mind on my riches

It's an everyday struggle, everyday hustle trying to make bank

I went to jail for a couple months and I had some time to think

See, I really can't take it

Everybody chained up to go to Heaven at

The last minute, they ain't gon' make it

The government, huh, ain't got no love for none of us

Look, God, you got to understand, just thinking you was one of us

I be forever balling in my sleep

Be counting, thinking of ways to get up out it, but it's just too deep

I seen so many things and wonder why me

I pray to God, don't let my mom die before I

She pray to God, don't let my son die before me

And I wonder if it's though

They say Heaven is a million miles

Away, but it still can seem so close

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto

Heaven is so close when you born to die and live in the ghetto