My energy kinetic, the fitted hat by Ebbets (Yessir) (DJ Drama) Yeah
I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats
I need bridges in my beats and Campana Brothers seats
The heaven part for me is knowin' I can
by Sanderlei Silveira - 05/04/2023
My energy kinetic, the fitted hat by Ebbets (Yessir) (DJ Drama) Yeah
I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats
I need bridges in my beats and Campana Brothers seats
The heaven part for me is knowin' I can
Wake up when I'm finished with my sleep, ain't no kids to feed
No stress I bleed, I don't got a boss
I go wherever and don't care 'bout the cost (Nah)
Gas money was stark for me, uh
Now I got so many cars I could start up
We nappin' in parks, we in the sun gettin' darked up
Chillin' with my suit on
Travel trunk is either Moynat leather or it's Vuitton
Sippin' mint tea like we know the tree the leaf fell from
We come from them tiki punch drinks
Had animosity for dinner, El Pollo Loco
That was in the past, now I parmesan my bolo'
Half a million driftin' and the tire readin' "Toyo"
Prefer the alligator logo on my cotton polo (Yeah)
Livin' it up, my niggas is up
Y'all niggas is salty peanuts, we ain't givin' a fuck
Cause I'm blessed as hell and I ain't next to jail
Ain't got no psyche hiccups, plus I dress this well
My heaven 24/7, that's heaven
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Heaven only knows)
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you? Yeah
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you, to y'all?
Because that's heaven to me, aw-aw
(You gotta love it)
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun
My baby mama and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga could run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
My mama pulled up in a helicopter
Sister in the kitchen cookin', Jackson mixin' vodka
After dinner, I'll convince 'em they should babysit 'em
Me and wifey gettin' ready to go see a opera (Sydney)
This the house we come to when we got nothin' to do
The big yard, quaint size with the immaculate view
My boat dock got a yacht with a slide on the side
My son and I got some bikes we could ride, I'll show him how to wheelie
And Wally hit my celly, we cleared another dealy
It's no contingency, the number's in the hundred milly's (Woo-hoo-hoo)
I'm in my fourties lookin' twenty-somethin' (Yeah)
I don't ask for nothin' (Nothin')
Everything is mwah, that's heaven for a God
My health is on a hundred, you feel me? Yeah
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Skin glowin')
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you?
That's really heaven at forty, like, nigga havin' good health?
What's heaven to you, to y'all?
Because that's heaven
This, this was heaven, this was heaven at, like, as a kid
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
It used to be the 'preme hat in the green
The cheetah print on the tee, the dark wash on the jean
Soccer mom with the Vans in every color it seems
Kids push down the block, cuttin' Dickies into shorts when it's hot
Fuckin' Wendy's up, brainstormin' ways to get our pennies up
Me and Jasper spendin' last bucks on the city bus
Wayne tapes and Vice mags and Portishead drops
Peglegs, Ice Cream shoes, the Mr. Krabs watch
That was heaven for me 'round time seventeen
Eggin' niggas' houses, fuckin' girls from Pasadena
Bastard wasn't finished, I was formin' up a team
I didn't have much, but for certain, I had a dream
[Gibberish]
I fuck the flow up, fuck it, I bring it back like the hairline was recedin'
[Gibberish]
(Hey, woo, woo, haha)
[Outro: DJ Drama]
Don't let your neighbors take you to hell
Introduce 'em to heaven
Heaven only knows
My Energy Kinetic, The Fitted Hat av Ebbets (Yessir) (DJ -drama) ja
Jeg liker sukker, jeg liker søtsaker, jeg liker ikke Spicy Eats
Jeg trenger broer i taktene mine og Campana Brothers seter
Himmeldelen for meg er det jeg kan
Våkn opp når jeg er ferdig med søvnen, er ikke noen barn å mate
Ingen stress jeg blør, jeg har ikke en sjef
Jeg går dit og bryr meg ikke om kostnadene (nah)
Gasspenger var sterke for meg, øh
Nå fikk jeg så mange biler at jeg kunne starte opp
Vi tapper i parker, vi i solen blir mørkt
Chillin 'med drakten min på
Reisestamme er enten Moynat Leather eller det er Vuitton
Sippin 'myntte som vi kjenner treet bladet falt fra
Vi kommer fra dem Tiki Punch Drinks
Hadde fiendskap til middag, El Pollo loco
Det var i det siste, nå parmesan min bolo '
En halv million driftin 'og dekket leste "Toyo"
Foretrekker alligatorlogoen på bomullspoloen min (ja)
Lever det opp, niggasene mine er oppe
Y'all niggas er salte peanøtter, vi gir ikke en faen
Fordi jeg er velsignet som helvete og jeg er ikke ved siden av fengsel
Har ikke noen psykehikke, pluss at jeg kler meg godt
Min himmel 24/7, det er himmelen
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Himmelen vet bare)
Det er himmelen for meg, ja
Hva er himmelen for deg? Ja
Det er himmelen for meg, ja
Hva er himmelen for deg?
For det er himmelen for meg, aw-aw
(Du må elske det)
[Vers 2: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Innsjøvannet kommer varmere fra den strålende solen
Min baby mamma og datteren min blir jaget av sønnen min
Vannpistolen er i armene hans, at Lil 'Nigga kunne løpe
Han får det fra pappaen sin, du vet, dem nigerianere
Mammaen min trakk seg opp i et helikopter
Søster på kjøkkenet Cookin ', Jackson Mixin' Vodka
Etter middagen vil jeg overbevise dem om at de skal barnevakt 'dem
Jeg og kone blir klar til å se en opera (Sydney)
Dette huset vi kommer til når vi ikke fikk noe å gjøre
Den store hagen, sjarmerende størrelsen med den ulastelige utsikten
Båtdokken min fikk en yacht med et lysbilde på siden
Sønnen min og jeg fikk noen sykler vi kunne sykle, jeg skal vise ham hvordan jeg skal wheelie
Og Wally slo min celly, vi ryddet en annen dealy
Det er ingen beredskap, antallet i Hundred Milly's (Woo-Hoo-Hoo)
Jeg er i fireditallet mitt og ser tjue-noe (ja)
Jeg ber ikke om ikke noe (Nothin ')
Alt er Mwah, det er himmelen for en Gud
Helsen min er på hundre, føler du meg? Ja
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Skin Glowin ')
Det er himmelen for meg, ja
Hva er himmelen for deg?
Det er virkelig himmelen på førti, som, nigga har god helse?
Hva er himmelen for deg?
For det er himmelen
Dette, dette var himmelen, dette var himmelen på, som, som barn
[Vers 3: Tyler, skaperen]
Det pleide å være den 'preme hatten i det grønne
Cheetah -trykket på tee, den mørke vasken på jeanen
Fotballmamma med varebilene i alle farger virker det
Barn skyver ned blokken, kutter dickies i shorts når det er varmt
Fuckin 'Wendy er oppe, brainstormin' måter å få opp pennies opp
Jeg og Jasper bruker siste penger på bybussen
Wayne -bånd og vice Mags og Portishead dråper
Peglegs, Ice Cream Shoes, Mr. Krabs Watch
Det var himmelen for meg 'runde tid sytten
Eggin 'Niggas' hus, jævla jenter fra Pasadena
Bastard var ikke ferdig, jeg forminerte et lag
Jeg hadde ikke så mye, men sikkert hadde jeg en drøm
[Tøv]
Jeg knuller strømmen opp, faen det, jeg bringer den tilbake som hårfestet var tilbake
[Tøv]
(Hei, woo, woo, haha)
[Outro: DJ Drama]
Ikke la naboene ta deg til helvete
Introduser dem for himmelen
Himmelen vet bare