Made In Heaven (Pucci) None Like Joshua (Ft. Jy Pucci Shawty, Through Dreams & Distance & Tyler Clark)
[Intro: None Like Joshua]
Two, three, five, seven, nine, eleven, thirteen, seventeen, nineteen, twenty three, twenty nine, thirty one, thirty seven, fourty one, fourty three, fourty seven
[Verse 1: None Like Joshua]
Seconds before I send you up to heaven
Spillin your guts for your sins at confession
You gon remember these words as a lesson
That’s burned to your memory like CD collections
This is your destiny, time to accept it
Clock is ticking, only I can reset it
I see your past like your diary in possеssion
Let you write your final entry as a blеssing
Bet you would gladly sin too
From all your daddy issues
That’s why they call me Father
I turn a baddy into
A ghost, threads are unraveling with you
I have a theory for strings I will pull
Sentencing you to a life in prison soon
Then you can stare at the infinite moons
Here I go again like whitesnake
Skin is shedding for old times’ sake
That’s gravity, so don’t fight fate
Shit’s gettin heavy, you lightweight
Counting down till my prime shape
Closer to God like a flight in space
Our world ain’t perfect, so I’ll erase
This universe till your mind’s blank
Two, three, five, seven, nine, eleven, thirteen, seventeen, nineteen, twenty three, twenty nine, thirty one, thirty seven, fourty one, fourty three, fourty seven
[Verse 1: None Like Joshua]
Seconds before I send you up to heaven
Spillin your guts for your sins at confession
You gon remember these words as a lesson
That’s burned to your memory like CD collections
This is your destiny, time to accept it
Clock is ticking, only I can reset it
I see your past like your diary in possеssion
Let you write your final entry as a blеssing
Bet you would gladly sin too
From all your daddy issues
That’s why they call me Father
I turn a baddy into
A ghost, threads are unraveling with you
I have a theory for strings I will pull
Sentencing you to a life in prison soon
Then you can stare at the infinite moons
Here I go again like whitesnake
Skin is shedding for old times’ sake
That’s gravity, so don’t fight fate
Shit’s gettin heavy, you lightweight
Counting down till my prime shape
Closer to God like a flight in space
Our world ain’t perfect, so I’ll erase
This universe till your mind’s blank
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