[Intro: Mars Jackson}
Yeah, whoa, come on, yeah, huh, yea
[Verse 1: Mars Jackson]
Was talking to this shorty from around
My way, said her brother screaming gang and making major plays
Said her momma didn't raise us like that the only G shit she had was strap
Her daddy wasn't round tryna hold
The family down, he was a base head
From the other side of town but huh
Back to her brother on this gang shit
I remember when he was young on his
Kid tip full of life making plays on the field shit but now he in the field on some real shit 17 straight thuggin
In them foreign whips, 17 straight pimpin on an older b*tch
Excuse my French when I talk like this
I paint the picture mighty clear so you
Ain't gotta miss shit she said
Can you talk to him big bro
He jumped up off the porch too early now he on go
[Chorus: Mars Jackson]
The opposition wanna take your life
And them crooked cops got you sight
No fear of god when it comes to the light ain't no ghetto in heaven tonight ( 2x)
[Verse 2: Mars Jackson]
Talked to little homie on real shit
Smoke some earth with him, took a flight risk, can’t change his mind, but I
Could change his heart, he being reckless but he forever smart
He said "Mars what you know bout this streets? What you know about these
Hoes, we out here playing for keeps
My momma work hard, but fugg them
Three jobs, I ain't saying fugg her but
Man that shit is odd. I make enough mula but she don't want, I'm her baby
Boy man, but why she stunt?
Aye fugg my father where that n*gga at? I'm the man of the house but where that n*gga at? I ain't got no Uncle Phil or No Will Smith, I gotta extendos on this
Choppa who they fooling wit ?
Aye little bro chill you on some other shit, I grew just like you I was a bastard kid, I saw the streets a far, and then I
Saw that jail, I saw that cell and said I need all my mail, then something clicked and full of life, as world cries, while the TV lies, but there’s a heaven in
My heart where everybody rise, there’s
A heaven in my heart where everybody
Rise heyyy ... there’s a heaven in my
Heart where everybody rise...
[Chorus: Mars Jackson]
The opposition wanna take your life
And them crooked cops got you sight
No fear of god when it comes to the light ain't no ghetto in heaven tonight (2x)