3 Heavens Up

(álbum: Hollywood Dropout 3 - 2021)

How could I get this low, I start to beat myself up
When I know he looking down on me like "Mackned pick it up"
That was my doggie he like 3 heavens up
I show all of my colors I show nothing but love

You show nothing but compassion and we took on that subtraction
It wasn't fun, it wasn't nice
We hurt the fake fans we didn't run we didn't hide
It's crazy how they try to end your love and push aside
My whole life standing like a kid too short for rides
Designer on my body but I'm hurting inside
Snakes in the grass ooh' he gotta keep it on 'em
Get it by my rules, how I'm dripping how I'm drowning
Clean I need a napkin like a nigga spilled ugh
Now I'm in the gym I'm working on my bill yeah
I would give it all up to have my niggas here
Imma lead her like cheer 40 banging buy a Z
And now that nigga can't hear correct
You say you balling young nigga I ain't hearing that
Through the struggles now we flying it in a pelican
Chasing after benjamins, closet full of skeletons
All my hoes come in different races like specimens
Easing all the arrogance really living positive
Baby so provocative
I love it though hate me if you want but I still love you bro
Mackned ooh-la-la you hear my name in every country
Gothboiclique 'till I'm six feet
I got niggas that'll wipe me for a chopped cheese
I got diamonds jumping off me like I got fleas
He used to talking shit now he posted on a white tee

How could I get this low, I start to beat myself up
When I know he looking down on me like "Mackned pick it up"
That was my doggie he like 3 heavens up
I show all of my colors I show nothing but love
Nothing but love yeah yeah nothing but love
How could I get this low, I start to beat myself up
When I know he looking down on me like "Mackned pick it up"
That was my doggie he like 3 heavens up
I show all of my colors I show nothing but love

RIP Peep I'm like shout out Gothboiclique
Shout out Lil Tracy and shout out Mackned
Wicca I see you everybody I see you
These people hating but I don't see you
They so see through fake
I was making a beat for Peep and then he passed away
It hurt my heart but I gotta keep rolling
Everybody know that I'm trynna stay golden
So focused so know the Based God
Lil B is my friend but that's the least of my problems
Imma talk about them
Spit up on the track and Imma feel it
They gotta feel this
People so fake like and "Why do they hate"
Why do they say what they say
But Imma say what I say and keep on these playlists
Because real recognize real
Fuck how you feel
We gon' keep on drippin
Keep on wet
You gotta respect though, respect
Gotta flex on flex checks on checks
They don't understand that I'm like "It's racks on racks"
All up in the back on that bus
But they don't fuck with us so we keep on up
Keep rolling up that weed
Keep blowing up these trees
They don't understand me
But it even my family
Sometimes they are the closest to you
But they don't really fuck with you
But I gotta say that I love you
And I know that you looking down smiling around
I wanna say "RIP X RIP JUICE" y'all know y'all was the best
RIP Peep RIP Fredo RIP Mac Miller we gotta keep going on
They know it's going on my name is Lil B
It's for the new generation I know y'all see me
Y'all see me up on these magazines and TV
Don't matter we all in 3D
In this matrix so stop hating
We all humans and live in positive so why you playing
Don't matter just keep your life up keep the lights up
Keep your life up and keep the lights up
It's Lil B