Heaven Sent

LETRA

Heaven Sent

Heaven Sent (Feat. Miles Minnick)

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
Oh, you know I'm back on the turf (On the turf)
Still rappin' 'til they back out the hearse (Yeah)
Yeah, they wanna see me crash out or worse (Woo)
They don't get it though, that faith really works
Go mode, Miles probably call it "GLO Mode"
Throwin' at a brother's side, get a Rolo
Yeah, we still forty deep, never solo
Peacemaker with the Nortes and Sureños
Pequeño never, always been a big stepper (Big stepper)
Bible and a forty-five on the dresser
Why they always goin' live when they stressin'?
Shut up, talk to God for your blessing
Ayy, let me learn you a little lesson, boy, you messin' with the message
Why you out here being messy, talk about the resurrection
I be good in every section, that's on God on a set
When they ask where I'm from I just said, "I'm from Heaven,"

[Chorus: Miles Minnick]
Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)
Me? I ain't got no ties to that
Yeah, put me on the line for that
Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent
Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)
Me? I ain't got no ties to that (No ties)
Yeah, put me on the line for that
Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent

[Verse 2: Miles Minnick]
Ayy, no stress homie, how you say that I'm yo' west homie?
And when you heard about that fire, you ain't check on me
Just to get to the top, they big step on me
But it's good, I still pray that God bless on me
Ayy, lighting up your city like a police cruiser
Ask me where I'm from when I'm pulling up on Hoover
Heaven, I just came to pray for the shooter (Yeah)
Holy Spirit clean out your house like a looter
Take a track to the club for the Crips and the Bloods
For the rich and the thugs 'cause my clique need the blood
For atonement if you want it, go time, but I'm GLO-ing
Bending corners, woah, woah (Sheesh), I plant seeds in LA
But I'm not about what happened to Keith Lee in the Bay
You can come back next time, step with your boy (Yeah)
Just make sure you got nothin' left in your car

[Chorus: Miles Minnick]
Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)
Me? I ain't got no ties to that
Yeah, put me on the line for that
Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent (Yes, sir)
Tell 'em we ain't got no time for that (We ain't got no time)
Me? I ain't got no ties to that (No ties)
Yeah, put me on the line for that
Off top, locked in, on ten, Heaven sent (Yes, sir)