Heaven & Hennessy

I'm a hundred racks away from my happiness, matter fact a hundred mill

Only thing I been stacking lately is stress, put that on top of bills

I can go and cop a brick on the block and make it disappear like copper field

My nigga said he love the evils of the lifestyle and the way that chopper feel

Is it really heaven for a nigga that ain't never seen hope, can't see pass enemy's thru the weed smoke