J Molley
Heaven
[Intro]

[Pre-Chorus]
How’d I go from popping straight to stopping?
Guess I’m sick of drums
How I go from robbing straight to sobbing like I’m sick or sum'n?
How I go from loving straight to thuggin’ like it’s nothing? I ain’t fussing
Robitussin in my cup, I gotta drink until I'm numb and

[Chorus]
I need you in my possession
This ain’t love, this is obsession
I don’t need no God or reverend
I need love, that shit is heaven
Life don’t always give you lemons (Give you lemons)
I need love that shit is heaven (That shit is heaven)

[Post-Chorus]
Always drunk and in depression
This ain’t love this is aggression
I’m no thug but I’ve done felons
I love drugs, that’s my suppression
I’ve done things and I’ve repressed them
I won’t speak but I’ll process 'em (I’ll process 'еm)

[Verse]
Help me see what I’ve been missin'
I’m in a psych ward
No I ain’t psychеd for it
I need a life source, God knows I fight for it
Know it's a war out here
I’m getting froze out here
I’ve got addictions
This shit ain’t fiction
He’s got no fix in him
I’ve need a fix serum
Keep it one hunnid, I get all my problems from her
If I’m running it’s only cause cops up in here
Get a mop up in here
I’ve been water whippin', drippin' off up in here
Call my people get the mob up in here
I can’t fuck with fickle people falling like tears
Mona Lisa I need your heart up in here
All these evil bitches make me nauseas, I swear
[Pre-Chorus]
How’d I go from popping straight to stopping?
Guess I’m sick of drums
How I go from robbing straight to sobbing like I’m sick or sum'n?
How I go from loving straight to thuggin’ like it’s nothing? I ain’t fussing
Robitussin in my cup, I gotta drink until I'm numb and

[Chorus]
I need you in my possession
This ain’t love, this is obsession
I don’t need no God or reverend
I need love, that shit is heaven
Life don’t always give you lemons (Give you lemons)
I need love that shit is heaven (That shit is heaven)

[Post-Chorus]
Always drunk and in depression
This ain’t love this is aggression
I’m no thug but I’ve done felons
I love drugs, that’s my suppression
I’ve done things and I’ve repressed them
I won’t speak but I’ll process 'em (I’ll process 'em)