Eye Zayah - Heaven or Hell lyrics

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Eye Zayah - Heaven or Hell lyrics

[Verse 1:] See the breakdown critical, what you say now pitiful Lord tell em pray now, cause when Zay out, they all get sprayed down Desire greatness, but oh god, im verbally annihilating ya whole squad Leave em floating in the water call me, a coast guard Tell ya mans to back up, whole team get clapped up Like a standing ovation, and Eye won't stop until im jamming on stations Ya team looking hungry, bet you live the fast life Bars give em déjà vu, I was prolly pac in my past life Rocking the Glock, and the beeper on the hip But my thoughts a little deeper for a kid, cause I done seen a lot of sh** [Hook:] (x3) And I just pray that I make it The devil holding strong, I just pray that I shake it My soul will they take it, man its heaven or hell Where im headed only time gon tell Lord [Verse 2:] Smoking squares so my lungs is sh**ty Face is ugly but my blunts be pretty Bridge where im at n***a I run my city Copping them zips while you rolling up spliffs Cause all you got is Js and your dim got skimped And they bumping my sh**, cause its lit like bics Puffing my blizz with a 40 to sip Couple hits got you off of the sh**s Now you all full of fritz (scared/paranoid), loud on the cloud lets go for a trip I got some potent to hit, I hit the reverend, with a mac 11 And they told I was lost when I got to the heavens So its back to the gutter Staining n***as for bu*ter Going down route 50 Im going a buck 60 Im hoping a buck hit me Im hoping they f** with me Hopeless in my city Drop an EP man that sh** going viral Break a nuggy down on the bible Burn that sh** down at the spiral Talk behind my back and ill rip out they spinal Won't stop until my names on the vinyl On the tee, Hold my D, while I cheat on my final Desire more cheddar, im a go getter Don't believe me you could see me at 4 chester [Hook:] (x2) [Outro:] I got, 5 on a dub sac, woods and some blunt raps Your hood got dumb rats, can't mess with these cats Always steady hating, n***as turn to b**hes I call em Caitlyn Dreams of caking, but yall sleep on greatness My minds so elevated, they time just decimated They luck just ran out, rock a tux to stand out Man they taking them hand-outs, never catch me with hands out And I do it for the free like they let your mans out