feat. Mac, 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 [C-Murder] Is there a heaven for a thug Up above Mama please show a nigga love [x4] [Mac] I was a long way from heaven or so they told me In the eyes of the reverend I was unholy Seen death around the corner by my partner and them house At first hand I was tought close your motherfuckin mouth Little one, I was young but I wasn't stupid I heard what he said, don't nobody gotta loop it It was the liquor in me at twelve that made this nigga rebel I was tryin to be grown, plus keep up with them Jones (what) But life slapped me in them yappers And it said nigga you seen alot you need to be a rapper And I was told ain't no rest for the wicked I guess I can't sleep cause I fuck hoes and kick it But that's some other shit, I beg the man to forgive me, I'm only a youth Still runnin from the troops in these Timbaland boots Went from hand me down's to versace suits Infatuated by this rap game, jeeps and coots Woah [C-Murder] Is there a heaven for a thug Up above Mama please show a nigga love [x4] [Magic] I hear a knock at my door, who is it I hope it aint judgement day cause if it is then I'm finished If thugs don't go to heaven then I know that I'm up shit creek Forgive me Lord but I was only tryin to stay on my feet I gotta question, why is life so goddamn hard So many laws, so many flaws, I'm just askin you Lord Every soul I took deserved it I never killed a man over petty bullshit You fuck with me or my fam and I'll be damned if I don't put him to rest So will I burn eternally just cause I failed your test When the Lord is my shepard and I shall not walk I'm runnin hard toward the light tryin to get out the dark I'm tryin to change cause I know you got a spot for me I need AC and hell's just too hot for me So put my name on my wings written in blood And when I come section me off with the rest of my thugs [C-Murder] Is there a heaven for a thug Up above Mama please show a nigga love [x4]