V-Nasty - Heaven or Hell lyrics

[Hook] Just to make it through Ooh, but nobody wanna lose Nobody wanna fail, nobody wanna die We just tryna live our lives [Verse 1: Kurt Diggler] They don't understand me, so f** it I'm on my new sh** Baby mama stressin' and trippin', won't let me see the kids Now the feds at the house You tell them where I'm f**in' at Cuz I remember in '02, b**h you didn't have my back [?] had a n***a back [?] n***a had a strap[?] stay behind them s**as [?] But n***a comin' back, that good p**y, I love that Them big old racks, I love that Still I want that whole stack Came in with that red 'Vette With my ice on but my lil dog kept hatin' on me So I made his b**h get [?] Y'all follow me cuz yall been lost I'm a made n***a I've been boss So I'm made like Rick Ross I'm [?] like 2Pac I ride around with my new Glock Pop yo a** like guwop 89 is my block, my lil n***as get headshots Funk around and get yo heart stopped, you slide through on my block My clip tight like [?] knots My clip tight like [?] [Hook] [Verse 2: V-Nasty] 40 under my Gucci belt, 40 under my Gucci belt Knocked that n***a bitc, it was the worst feeling he ever felt Took a b**h bands and I stacked'em up for my f**in' self n***as mad at me, I ain't askin for no f**in' help Better ask about me round these streets Hot shots from big chops hold 2-2-3's I'm choppin sh** down, knock him off his feet She said she got 5 on it, ho I need 10 g's I could see a b**h wit potential through a blind fold They know my name from West Oakland to 9-0 And I don't know what you been told But I send any b**h that got 10 toes My neck is gold and my wrist is [?] I was on the block, had to chase the cheese like a rat 7 AM, I was up early in the in the trap I was gettin my bands My [?] was more than that [Hook]