Heaven's Arms Lyrics - Jesus Piece - Game

Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don? 

Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned 

Packing heat like two LeBrons 

And my crew is strong as Cali kush 

It keep you (higher than heaven's arms) 

Gucci in my closet, pardon my head 

Pardon my French, but I'm on my Nas shit, off with your head 

Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick 

Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz 

I'm rolling this kush, she coughing and shit 

Freak bitch named Jada love the LOX, I got her talkin' to Kiss 

Got my hands behind my head, now she all in the splits 

Dick must be good 'cause now she in Boston with bricks 

Got a text on my iPhone, she caught with my shit 

Off with a ten, she took it 'cause she's far from a snitch 

Hold her mama and her daddy down, got a sister at Georgetown 

Paying her tuition so she ain't gotta be strippin' 

It's money so I ain't trippin', this bullshit get printed 

Them banks get scoped out, black cars get rented 

My Gucci suit tailored, my fade get tapered 

You get sent to your maker, fuckin' around with my paper, cuz I... 

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Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don? 

Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned 

Packing heat like two LeBrons 

And my crew is strong as Cali kush 

It keep you (higher than heaven's arms) 

Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo 

I know a Farrakhan though, three-story condo 

IPod shuffling between Common, Jay Electronica and Bono 

Armado, the last words of Paul Castellano 

Nothin' but endless paper and bitches for niggas I know 

Smokin' Cheeba, feeding divas McDonald's 

All the way in Milano, ashin' out Cohibas 

Fuckin' in that blue Aventador, the nose like Gonzo 

Let a bitch get a breather, then she back hittin' high notes 

Throwin' Louis luggage at dealerships, fuck a car note 

15's in everything, beating like Harpo 

Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load 

They wana see Prince, I'm pulling strings like Carlos 

Santana, now we in Magic, Atlanta 

Wipin' Ciroc off my Loubi's with my Gucci bandana, cuz I... 

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Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don? 

Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned 

Packing heat like two LeBrons 

And my crew is strong as Cali kush 

It keep you (higher than heaven's arms) 

Kanye with Kim now, I'm happy for that nigga 

Disrespect him or his wifey, I'll slap you for that nigga 

Grew up listenin' to Pac, now I'm rappin' for that nigga 

My brother been dead 20 years, I'm trappin' for that nigga 

God Flow like Pusha n'em, rose Phantom pushin' 'em 

Splittin' Louisville Sluggers open, puttin' kush in 'em 

Ain't forgot about the Twin Towers, I blame Bush for them 

Obama can't speak on it 'cause the government's shushin' him 

But that's my nigga though, still stackin' figures 

So one day I'm top 5 and I can politic with Jigga though 

I was just trying to Blueprint myself behind Jigga, though 

And all them old disses, yo, bullshit, Thibodeau 

He be where the Summer be, I be where the Winter go 

Tomahawk the Bugatti, Florida State Seminole 

I'm out here tryna win a penant though 

Never thought I'd be legendary, but fuck it I'm in it so 

Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don? 

Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned 

Packing heat like two LeBrons 

And my crew is strong as Cali kush 

It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)