W.A.L.E. - Heaven's Afternoon Lyrics
(Intro)In the grand scheme of thingsWe never were supposed to have shitBorn to lose, built to winFolarinLet’s get it in(Hook)We ain’t supposed to never have nothingWe ain’t supposed to never have shitSee the growth in my rhymesSee my focus ain’t on them(Verse 1)Nah, at the top is just us, rightLet’s get itPRPS, something nice you ain’t know ‘emGivenchy, but no kilt, mi amorWe can’t leave, but we love the allureHold mine down and stay above what you onOn, I’m appeased and obligedScorpio freaks quantity GeminiI’mma need me a lightRidin’ through the cap, Cap STEEZ on the mindI ain’t know him but I wish I didEach one, teach one, may the youth liveOn that, Joey Bad please hold your headLost one last summer, livin’ ain’t fairWhile them niggas scared, we forever inHates see you smile, money everywhereDream killers out, I see them in the rearBefore I put them in a song, put them in a prayerAmen(Hook)‘Cause we ain’t supposed to never have nothingWe ain’t supposed to never have shitWe ain’t supposed to never have nothingWe ain’t supposed to never have shitSee the growth in my rhymesSee my focus ain’t on themSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothing(Verse 2)Yeah, I’m focused, it’s Folarin hereI reckon your barbershop talk of thisHeavenly father, may the spirit of GodHelp whoever at odds get your guidance quickAll we need Keisha, all we need BeckyAll we need is God, and fed free fettiMy little buddy lives strong, young nigga peddleHe ain’t make it in the leagues, so the streets wed himGettin’ wet up on the corner in whatever weatherBoy see the jail again, he gonna see the devilBeen a week since he seen his motherAnd 18 since he seen the otherI’mma pray for himIt’s safe to say, he got some pain withinIt ain’t too much that I can say to himCause my bank statement don’t relate to him(Hook)‘Cause we ain’t supposed to never have nothingWe ain’t supposed to never have shitWe ain’t supposed to never have nothingSee my focus ain’t on them(Verse 3: Meek Mill)I was so fresh, so clean when I stepped on that scenePut up Aston Martin, you could asked em YasiinWhen I came through the scene paper taggin on leanBad attention to get, that was yall dreamHold up, let me get a feel like a Jackson hold up, I don’t feel it (nah)Hey WaleYep, what’s the problem?I’m focused, I’m Kobe, I kill itI ain’t scared of itGetting hired if Shaquille old Neal feel go please sing thisGirl me to the broke, they probably with me got a mill plus interestMeek, he livinWhen I was dead broke used to always tell my cellphone I’ll still be the shitTo my PO, she got me upI’mma do the time, come home, and still be this richStill she the rich, I’mma still be a MeechGot this Rico, start filming itHold up, try and kill meLet me get the flow back, I was chillin itWe was chillin them strips, drop hits no ceilingAin’t talking bout when, you talkin them things300 in change, got a million in whips(Hook)We ain’t supposed to never have nothingThat right ‘cause we ain’t supposed to never have shitNo, no, We ain’t supposed to never have nothingYou see my focus ain’t on themSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothingSupposed to have nothingUh, started from the bottomYea, but now we grindin til they love em yea that’sUh, for the money and them commasYea, we can’t forget about itYea, started from that bottomYea, but now I got, it’s a problemFor that money and them dollarsAnd I ain’t rich but I’m still shininI’m still shinin, I’m still shininShinin, still shininShinin, still shininShinin, let me shine myChurch.
