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Motivation: Song was written cause to many people be thinking that they can do whatever they want out here in the streets cause somebody told them it was a heaven for a "G" come on wit the jokes and be real.
Verse 1 Faultless
I packs my heat off in these streets gambling to survive I puts my chips up on the six and never bet on the five it's do or die freeze or fry in this life that I'm living cuz I'm a ride till I die or I'm locked up in prison receiving expulsions from high schools I'm living by my rule probation officer betting will I live to see twenty two herring bone an a cell phone gangsta rag an 380 chrome my straps off in my lap twist your cap or get rolled on keep my enemies close cuz I'm a shiest player getting high late night set em all up for failure so tell me who do I trust cant trust my lady cuz every time we fuss and fight she swear she having my baby now I done plotted on ways to kill my own partners G let's pick em up get em drunk then you burn em you see so look at me look at me and this life that I'm living a backslider on these streets with a head full demons out here doing the thang ghetto fame in the fast lane pack this 4-5 to survive getting high who could I blame got a hate for these cops why you staring at me friendly ain't no better than me off in these streets slanging d Lord I wanna be free from all the struggle and pain but every time I hear cocaine the game keeps calling my name Lord I wanna be free from all the struggle and pain but every time I hear cocaine the game keeps calling my name.
Chorus Repeat 2x
Ain't no heaven for no gangsta
Ain't no heaven for no gangsta baby
Verse 2 Amen
He was seventeen years old just graduated from high school raised up in church never missed a day of Sunday school making a hundred dollars a week off bagging groceries thinking to his self this ain't the way it's supposed to be not enough money and seems like there ain't no hope he had to get more cheese so he started slanging dope now he's drinking and smoking weed cant you see how he's changing French braids tattoos and G.D. is what he's claiming banging doing what ever for that evil dollar bill his momma told him to stop or one day he would get killed it's real but I think he taking life as a joke laying up fornicating and puffing on indo now he done decided to go on a little robbing spree slipped up and got caught and got his first felony I thought he'd see the light but he was still in the dark look like the devil really trying to rip his soul apart doing time in jail now he's ready to change asking God to take away the hurt and the pain repent and be baptized for the remission of your sins he received the HolyGhost thank God he's born again released from jail and the anointing was still there now he's back going to church and he even cut his hair submit to the Lord resist the devil and he shall flee hallelujah thank you Jesus God saved me.
Chorus Repeat 2x
Verse 3 Faultless
Done sold my soul to this game out here slanging cocaine I feel to die is to gain so can you feel my pain that herb is killing my brain drank got me going insane hear voices pleading my name so I'm clutching my thang tell me will I die or survive to see twenty-one I here these chickens is snitching so my best friend is a gun feds got me on the run for all the dirt that I've done 187's 211's boy this life ain't
Verse 1 Faultless
I packs my heat off in these streets gambling to survive I puts my chips up on the six and never bet on the five it's do or die freeze or fry in this life that I'm living cuz I'm a ride till I die or I'm locked up in prison receiving expulsions from high schools I'm living by my rule probation officer betting will I live to see twenty two herring bone an a cell phone gangsta rag an 380 chrome my straps off in my lap twist your cap or get rolled on keep my enemies close cuz I'm a shiest player getting high late night set em all up for failure so tell me who do I trust cant trust my lady cuz every time we fuss and fight she swear she having my baby now I done plotted on ways to kill my own partners G let's pick em up get em drunk then you burn em you see so look at me look at me and this life that I'm living a backslider on these streets with a head full demons out here doing the thang ghetto fame in the fast lane pack this 4-5 to survive getting high who could I blame got a hate for these cops why you staring at me friendly ain't no better than me off in these streets slanging d Lord I wanna be free from all the struggle and pain but every time I hear cocaine the game keeps calling my name Lord I wanna be free from all the struggle and pain but every time I hear cocaine the game keeps calling my name.
Chorus Repeat 2x
Ain't no heaven for no gangsta
Ain't no heaven for no gangsta baby
Verse 2 Amen
He was seventeen years old just graduated from high school raised up in church never missed a day of Sunday school making a hundred dollars a week off bagging groceries thinking to his self this ain't the way it's supposed to be not enough money and seems like there ain't no hope he had to get more cheese so he started slanging dope now he's drinking and smoking weed cant you see how he's changing French braids tattoos and G.D. is what he's claiming banging doing what ever for that evil dollar bill his momma told him to stop or one day he would get killed it's real but I think he taking life as a joke laying up fornicating and puffing on indo now he done decided to go on a little robbing spree slipped up and got caught and got his first felony I thought he'd see the light but he was still in the dark look like the devil really trying to rip his soul apart doing time in jail now he's ready to change asking God to take away the hurt and the pain repent and be baptized for the remission of your sins he received the HolyGhost thank God he's born again released from jail and the anointing was still there now he's back going to church and he even cut his hair submit to the Lord resist the devil and he shall flee hallelujah thank you Jesus God saved me.
Chorus Repeat 2x
Verse 3 Faultless
Done sold my soul to this game out here slanging cocaine I feel to die is to gain so can you feel my pain that herb is killing my brain drank got me going insane hear voices pleading my name so I'm clutching my thang tell me will I die or survive to see twenty-one I here these chickens is snitching so my best friend is a gun feds got me on the run for all the dirt that I've done 187's 211's boy this life ain't
