HEAVEN SENT

She don't need no drugs around me cos my energy pure

Anything she going through she come to me for a cure

Cuban hanging off my neck while my head kissing the floor

Making salat and my prayer rug is Christian Dior

I'm thinking should I do the hills or cop a crib by the shore

In California you got options boy pick what you want

In my lifetime I done seen somethings that could break you

But instead it made a strong so I stay humble and grateful

Cause it's Heave sent

That's why it came out the sky

Blessings calling my name, it's been raining a lot

Hit the crib, take a shower, change my clothes hit the block