A$AP Rocky — Ladi Radi RIP

[Intro] Everything is fine, you got your good things And you've got mine In Heaven, everything is fine Yeah, alright Yeah [Verse 1] I wonder if Heaven got space for me I wonder if God got a big heart, and if so, if he got a place for me Come on y'all, pray for me Huh, hater stay away from me Livin' in the fairy tale of make-believe Makeup, silicone and Maybeline Uh, two-tone, blue stones, toe peasants They can only wish you death whеn you flex this Tooth gold, two old Rolexes Bluе eye, white guy on my necklace White lies, blue notes so I'm precious Bet they try to get to Heaven off leverage Wonder if Heaven got a section for my ethnic Nowadays, I say a prayer 'fore my next lick [Chorus] R-I-P, when I R-I-P When I R-I-P Wonder if Heaven got a place for a nigga like me When I R-I-P When I R-I-P Like R-I-P When I D-I-E Hope Heaven got a place for a G [Verse 2] Might not make it up to Heaven, homie Used to run around with hammers on me Used to roll around with blickys with 'em Actin' up and when the liquor hit 'em Everybody out the jammer, homie They was tryna put the slammers on me I'ma talk in front the Sammy's, homie Knockin' niggas out on camera, homie Baking soda, Arm & Hammer, homie Give a fuck, your bitch or grandma, homie Wildin' like I got the hammer on me Even we ain't got the hammer, homie Where you goin', tell your grandma, homie Better get it dawg, if you feelin' frog Leapin', nigga leap, sleepin' with the dawgs Sleepin' with the sheep, rest in peace to Mall Might not make it up to Heaven, homie Used to run around with hammers on me Used to roll around with blickys with 'em Actin' up and when the liquor hit 'em Everybody out the jammer, homie They was tryna put the slammers on me I'ma talk in front the Sammy's, homie Knockin' niggas out on camera, homie Baking soda, Arm & Hammer, homie Give a fuck, your bitch or grandma, homie Wildin' like I got the hammer on me Even we ain't got the hammer, homie Where you goin', tell your grandma, homie Better get it dawg, if you feelin' frog Leapin', nigga leap, sleepin' with the dawgs Sleepin' with the sheep, rest in peace to Mall [Outro] I don't know why everybody beefin' Especially when everybody eatin' He don't even say, he hardly speakin' [?] They hide and seekin' [?] of the [?] Got all this blood on my hand Dirty money in my pants Pray to the nigga upstairs In Heaven, everything is fine In Heaven, everything is fine In Heaven, everything is fine Your got your good things and I've got mine