B-Nice - Stairway To Heaven lyrics

[Intro] There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying the stairway to heaven [Verse 1] Little Mike is young he's only 14 A super bright kid with a low self estim His parents moved him in so he's new to the scene He's jump into different schools man hold the trampolines He's bullied everyday and feels nobody cares He answer right to the question and everybody glares Kids hate him cause he's smart the world's unfair Teachers don't even notice his, he know they care He goes home and tell his mama he loves her And on the outside he's looking warmer than some covers But on the inside he's feeling colder than december Just know in the end, the pain is all he remembers Top joy he found his dad's gun and loads it up Took last one tought and then he holds it up He pulls the trigger so the world he will escape But little would he know his parents mourn everyday [Hook] Look at the sky, look at the moon Say I'm coming home to you I can't walk, I gotta run Tell me where's my gun [?] I need air And my exit out of there I need to find my stairway to heaven [Verse 2] Ashley was the cutest girl you'd ever meet She had the sweetest heart and her presence was a treat Not only brings it beauty but her body was complete Any man with two eyes would tell you that's a sight to see Her mother sent you a dress to your address So anytime you out make sure you cover up your chest No need to tell me mom I was brought up with respect Wish I could say the same with every dude that she has met Well here's another guy but he's a little older I can buy you things, he even drives a Range Rover A comment here or there, baby I could really mold ya But she ain't givin' s** so he gives her the cold shoulder I got a place to go so we can escape The only thing on her mind is a perfect first date He's pressin' for the s** her and all fustrate So he knocks her inconscient it's easy way for him to rape [Hook] Look at the sky, look at the moon Say I'm coming home to you I can't walk, I gotta run Tell me where's my gun [?] I need air And my exit out of there I need to find my stairway to heaven [Verse 3] Trayvon aka T-k**er A street phamacist what you call a drug dealer He's all about that life so it get's no realer And if you talkin' sick still he still is a great healer Car sleepin' with his boys doin' dirt And it's his second strike and third one no really hurt So now he has to choose, street life or go to work That's life behid bars or apps for a store clerk Time flies but he's out doin' good Contemplating 'bout his boys and bein' strapped in the hood Took a step back and let it go like he should Bought a pocket full of candies on the corner where he stood One more hit to lick them I'm stoppin' Not the right move he took the lick with lil caution Surrounded by them boys, goin' back is not a option Shoot out with the cops, hit twice and now he's droppin' [Hook] Look at the sky, look at the moon Say I'm coming home to you I can't walk, I gotta run Tell me where's my gun [?] I need air And my exit out of there I need to find my stairway to heaven