Heaven 4 A Thug C-Murder (Ft. Mac & Mr. Magic)

[Magic]
Dear heavenly father
What about niggas like me?
Do we make it to the golden gates?
Cause I don't wanna be stuck in this motherfucker
[C-Murder]
Hm
I always wondered is there a place
For the bad guys to go after they checked out
This lifetime nigga
Is there a heaven for a thug?
Check it

[C-Murder]
Is there a heaven for a thug
Up above
[C-Murder/Magic]
Mama, please show a nigga love x4

[Magic]
I used to question what am I here for
Back in the days the game nigga I'd die for
Livin my life for petty nickles I'm hustlin, born to be seen thuggin
Young nigga so pussy for Magic was never trouble
Knuckleheads, just messin up my plans for the future
But see habit is hard to change and I'm doin just what I'm used to
Satisfied cause all these worldly things impress me
The sounds of havin a presidential really upsets me
Devotin all my time to livin the wrong way
Smokin on multiple blunts and sippin on alazay
My friends convicted felons
Birds of a same feather flock together
That's what my grandma used to tell us
Peer pressure, little nigga, livin life like a thug
Just understand that these the only niggas show me love
I see the picture but it's not clear
If there's a heaven for a thug then why am I still here
My lord