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Heavenly (feat. Juice WRLD) Lyrics[HoneyBerryDrip Verse]

[Hook]
Im Just trying to find peace, but it’s hard inside my mind
I been running from the pain, Trying to leave it all behind
But I’m stuck inside my thoughts, Feel like I’ve been wasting time
I keep pushing thru the darkness yeah I’m really trying to climb
Im Just trying to find peace, but it’s hard inside my mind
I been running from the pain, Trying to leave it all behind
But I’m stuck inside my thoughts, Feel like I’ve been wasting time
I keep pushing thru the darkness yeah I’m really trying to climb

[Chorus]
She don’t really want love she wants me for the fame
But I ain’t tripping I’m just really out here switching lanes
I’ve been living life like it’s never been the same
I been counting racks I’ve been trying to numb the pain
Pull up in a space ship, I’m high as all the stars now
I’ve been in my bag they really wanna see me fall down
Demons running after me I don’t know who to call now
I’ve been thru hell before so I can give you all a walk down

[Verse]
Pull up Tinted windows you can’t see me when it dark out
Smoking on the opps I just took they fucking soul out
Race my demons outta hell, I’m never finna slow down
Diamonds on my teeth, so much money make me go wild

Pull up in a space ship, I’m high as all the stars now
I’ve been in my bag they really wanna see me fall down
Demons running after me I don’t know who to call now
I’ve been thru hell before so I can give you all a walk down (aye)

(Juice WRLD Verse)

[Hook]
I'm sippin' on red, dammit, I'm a leaner
She say that I'm mean, wait until I turn meaner
Pull up on the scene, .40 on me with a beam, yeah
You ain't no hard nigga, you a misdemeanor, I'm a felony
Fuck that bitch from Heaven, her name Angel, pussy heavenly
I be so damn groovy off this molly, like the '70s
I'm at double G with it, you shoppin' at the Dollar Tree
I'ma keep it G with it, these other niggas wannabes

[Chorus]
Take the Perc-y with the lean with it
You know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it
Ain't no one-on-ones, bitch, I got the team with me
No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt

Take the Perc-y with the lean with it
You know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it
Ain't no one on ones, bitch, I got the team with me
No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt

[Verse]
Oh, oh, oh
Take a deuce to the face, got a nigga slow
Kids, don't do drugs, they're horrible
Yeah, but if you gon' do 'em, you better go do 'em
Oh, oh, oh
Bullet holes to his face, take away his soul
Fuck niggas on my nerves, I feel horrible
Yeah, so I'ma go shoot 'em and put a few through 'em (Oh)
Oh, oh, oh
Bullet holes to his face, take away his soul
Fuck niggas on my nerves, I feel horrible
Yeah, so I'ma go shoot 'em and put a few through 'em (Oh)