Lyrics Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs

Heaven Can Wait

24 hours to live, what would you do?

Just get high, treat everyday like my birthday, smoke

With the crew

Hit the hood cause you know bitches be thirsty for

Dudes with loot

I change the paint to money green on my cutlass, rumble

The roof

Like it was reinvented, where the freaks is

What's a drop if ain't no bitches in it?

Ride with me today, I'm in a mood to go spend some

Spinach

On my niggas of course

Funny how we straight from section 8, now we chill in

Resorts

30, 40 deep on south beach, me and D-Edge

Brought some bitches with us, but fuck these Puerto

Ricans instead

Do this for my people, hopefully I can leave them some

Bread

Before these punk polices or jealous streets leave me

For dead

I live a wild life, some might say it's child-like

On my second childhood

Bubba kush, banana wood, sippin on some purple fluid

These drugs will kill me before I let you do it

187 Proof, I die today, I live through this music,

Gibbs

Before I check out, let me diamond my neck out

Blow a mil on my niggas, fuck bitches like I was fresh

Out

Fresh to death when I step out, every day approaching

The gates

I live a helluva life, baby, heaven can wait

Heaven can wait

Everyday I pray to be as strong as Huey Newton

Before you pull that trigger, take a closer look at who

You shooting

Mirror image, nothing different, you just another slave

Tryin to succeed in these European's narcotics trade

Worked all week, 140 dollars was all I made

Fuck a job, I'd rather chop a rock and be chopping

Blades

Gotta watch these cops cause I came too far to die in a

Cage

Watch who you fuck, rather catch a bullet than die from

Aids

Before I check out, let me diamond my neck out

Crushing feelings on Broadway, I pulled that Monte SS

Out

Buy my mom a new spot and make sure that bitch super

Decked out

Swear I can't leave this Earth 'til I'm sure that you

Never stress out

Before I left out

I grab the zip and extra clips and hit the L on 21st

And Virginia, and bless the fifth

Hit the lab so I can lay all the shit I didn't get to

Spit

Could die tonight, but what I write they forever gon'

Reminisce

It's Gangsta Gibbs

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