[Hook: Mike Posner]
Driving Cadillacs through the ATL
Trying to make it to Heaven
So I'm going through Hell
Nobody knows my pain
So my cup is full
I'm trying to make it to Heaven
So I'm going through Hell
[Verse 1]
Fucked up as a kid, never finished school
Dad was never home, Mom was miserable
They just got divorced, all I got's my boys
All of us on drugs, burning packs of ports
Life done ran its course, years went flying by
Homie's back in jail, I am not surprised
They gave him a second chance, caught his final strike
He probably gon' die inside, they just gave him life
When life's unstable I, try to pray but my
Prayers ain't gettin' heard, at night I keep begging to God
To show me a way my boss just fired me from my job
Afraid I'll lose my ride, my payments are way behind
I'm back to selling pills, scared of going to jail
Fighting with my girl, things are looking bad
I'm thinking she's fucking her ex and I just whooped his ass
My knuckles are bleeding all over the dash in my Cadillac
Driving Cadillacs through the ATL
Trying to make it to Heaven
So I'm going through Hell
Nobody knows my pain
So my cup is full
I'm trying to make it to Heaven
So I'm going through Hell
[Verse 1]
Fucked up as a kid, never finished school
Dad was never home, Mom was miserable
They just got divorced, all I got's my boys
All of us on drugs, burning packs of ports
Life done ran its course, years went flying by
Homie's back in jail, I am not surprised
They gave him a second chance, caught his final strike
He probably gon' die inside, they just gave him life
When life's unstable I, try to pray but my
Prayers ain't gettin' heard, at night I keep begging to God
To show me a way my boss just fired me from my job
Afraid I'll lose my ride, my payments are way behind
I'm back to selling pills, scared of going to jail
Fighting with my girl, things are looking bad
I'm thinking she's fucking her ex and I just whooped his ass
My knuckles are bleeding all over the dash in my Cadillac
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