Lil Tecca & Kodak Black – HVN ON EARTH Lyrics

Lil Tecca & Kodak Black – HVN ON EARTH [Lyrics ] Letra Lil Tecca Lil Tecca & Kodak Black – HVN ON EARTH

I’m Workin’ On Dyin’
BNYX
We Love You Tecca

I never had the time to make a way
I only had the time to make a play
I had to learn nobody savin’ me
If you gon’ run it up, then why wait?
They see I got a lot up in my plate
When you been workin’, it’s not ‘bout the faith
She on my phone and what she ‘bout to say?
She let me know

That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my

Yeah, nowadays I’m just thinkin’ ‘bout a bag
Got ’85 Undercovers on my ass
That ho, she say, “Yo”, ‘cause I got money bags
The feds on my dope ‘cause I got money stashed
Easy to get it, and not gon’ make it last
You gon’ turn on me, I’ma watch you crash
Don’t give a fuck, no one get a pass
Know if I said it, yeah, I meant it, bad

You got it goin’, hold up now
Say you wanna get high, then roll up now
You say you not gon’ fold up now
She hit my line say
That’s my, that’s my
I never showed them up, no love now
I can’t say what’s on my mind, get dumbed down
Thinkin’ too much, then my mind get shut down
She hit my line, say

That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my

Every time I see her, shawty got on tights
Rain hit my wrist, water turn to ice
What could I say? I’m just cut that way
If you play, you lay, I’ma take your life
Killer, so don’t push me, I don’t really care too much for pussy
I ain’t cheat the grind, know where it took me
You a stepper? What you want, a cookie?
It ain’t no question, I put the bros before bitches
In four seconds, Beamer go zero to sixty
Ain’t no tellin’ what do I got on this glizzy
It’s no hesitation, I get on this business
I’ve been two years out the feds
And I still been gettin’ niggas pluckered
Put a bounty on a nigga head
Told him that the quicker picker upper

The AK made in Romania
Pourin’ the drink by the tablespoon
I feed a bad bitch baby food
They on my macadamias
Sprite spiked up, thank ya
I’m in the suburbs, I’m servin’ my neighbors
I don’t got time to respond to no haters
But I’m a kill all them lil’ niggas later, I promise

I never had the time to make a way
I only had the time to make a play
I had to learn nobody savin’ me
If you gon’ run it up, then why wait?
They see I got a lot up in my plate
When you been workin’, it’s not ‘bout the faith
She on my phone and what she ‘bout to say?
She let me know

That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth
H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.
That’s my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth
That’s my, that’s my

That’s my, that’s my
That’s my, that’s my
That’s my, that’s my

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Lil Tecca – 500lbs Lyrics

Lil Tecca – 500lbs Lyrics, Letra Lil Tecca
Intro
Oh
Uh-uh, uh (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (Uh)
Uh-uh, uh (Uh)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (Uh-uh, uh)

Chorus
Yeah, not livin’ enough (Ayy)
This blunt, I’m takin’ a puff
Was startin’ to feel like it’s us
No trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real
Don’t know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
500 chops, I got 500 rounds
500 plots, I got 500 pounds, yeah
Post-Chorus
I’m trustin’ nothin’ I’m told, honestly
I’m trustin’ half what I’m shown
I don’t pop out, but it’s each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I’m known
Argue ‘bout bullshit, you know that you grown
I don’t know, the only reason I condone it

Verse
I know how it works, I know you a flirt
She send me the flick, tagged not safe for work
Don’t get your feelings hurt while tryna lurk
My bitch want Chanel, then shit, grab a purse
She told me she bad, I say, “You could do worse”
I’m born to be blessed, I live with a curse
When shit is a mess, I’m rollin’ up first
I smoked on my blunt, then I hit the church
‘Cause nobody get where you comin’ from
You know how it get when you goin’ numb
You know what we on, matter how you judged
Dealin’ with bullshit, out of love
My life a story, it’s not a punch-in
My life a party, it’s not a function
I never needed no introduction
Know I’m a star, I’m still adjusting
Bridge
And I can’t go out like that
You know that’s why I’m clutchin’
And I see it why they overreact
But all this shit ain’t nothin’
Told me you gon’ send the bread you owe me
Talkin’ like you got an option
She said, “It’s like you don’t know you a star”
I tell her that I’m still adjusting

Chorus
Yeah, not livin’ enough (Ayy)
This blunt, I’m takin’ a puff
Was startin’ to feel like it’s us
No trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real
Don’t know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
500 chops, I got 500 rounds
500 plots, I got 500 pounds, yeah

Post-Chorus
I’m trustin’ nothin’ I’m told, honestly
I’m trustin’ half what I’m shown
I don’t pop out, but it’s each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I’m known
Argue ‘bout bullshit, you know that you grown
I don’t know, the only reason I condone it (Yeah, yeah)
Outro
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
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