Oktane - Heaven Yea lyrics

[Verse 1: Price] Iverson I 3's, I kick ID's IPhone, IG's, where the time go? Feel like I've been living my life with a blindfold Eyes closed, on a quest for truth like What can I do to help diffuse The pain of my neglected youth? Of course a n***a want to flex, it's cool But my people need an extra boost Well, look, we can start with Hell People say "hell yeah", ain't nothin' yeah about Hell The Law of Attraction is real And what you speak is eventually revealed Chill, Price, cause that's the truth You know they don't like how that taste Well I refuse to be another black face Lost, chasing cheese in a rat race Look, I'm on a mission headin' towards the ceiling But I can't ignore the feeling The government settin' up drive-bys for organ stealings And blamin' other blacks for the k**ings You like her pics cause they more revealin' You chasin' hits cause it's more appealin' According to the blogs or according to the clowns who can't sing a note or play a f**ing instrument at all damn Y'all gon' make me blow a f**ing head gasket I'm black Jesus with a bread basket I'm tryna feed my people, carry 'em to the light I already had to carry my cousin's casket I gotta carry too much casket (R.I.P) Ain't nothin' heavier than that If this a fight then I ain't ready for the match Cause I'd do anything to bring my n***as back But, see that's why we gotta prosper Momma had to do it no papa Drama everyday this sh** ain't no soap opera Days of our lives we ain't lettin' sh** stop us Gotta pull up to the meals in the [?] Gotta have my sack right for the pocket watches Black man, dyin' on his back like a [?] Black man, nine on his back, Iguodala That's Price [Hook: Oktane] Gettin' money livin' large? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah Proud of who you are? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah Got your momma out the hood? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah And are your peoples livin' good? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah [Post-Hook] I been on a mission, so long I can't keep on livin', all alone [Verse 2: Oktane] If money's what you call riches I don't got that type of riches A richness is life and livin' I'm just tryna make the right decisions See they want us to fight the system I'd rather get high and light some incense I'd rather turn my phone off then fight with you over retweetes, likes, and mentions Yeah, fake trends don't make you woke And no money don't make you broke And being saved don't make you pope So don't judge, n***a show love Cause I learned more through a beat than I ever learned in a seat So let me speak my piece If the kids try love things get deep Hearts get chilly, TLC creep And it's f** love, give me d** Ugly friends want a hug, fine girls want a thug Thugs cry, homies die, women lie, numbers don't They get changed can't reach 'em or teach 'em Hot damn that boy preachin' Breathe in, you're stretchin' I guess that leaves me one question I gotta ask [Hook 2: Oktane] Do you love who you are? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah Do you align your stars? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah Are you down to Mars? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah Do you know the world is ours? Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah [Post-Hook] I been on a mission, so long I can't keep on livin', all alone [Instrumental] [Outro Skit] This is 90951 News, Too Much Fly High here in Riverside, California. On the scene at Restoration of Jubilee Church where they are having a special event today for all women. Independent women, married women, single women, mothers, aunties, and everything in between. It's women's appreciation this Sunday, and the entire city is out for it. If you have time, bring the family and come down and enjoy this special event. We'll be here all day