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heaven scent (sweet smell of paradise) - fred e.t. lyrics

[hook: fred e.t. + j. gatez]
on a much higher note!
im just glad to get down (8x)

that’s a h-ll of thought
i look you in ya eyes and start to seeing heaven a lot (4x)

[verse 1]
aye, what you doin
w-ssup with that aspiration that you pursuin?
run into a few dents up in the blueprints
give you a few hints, at what this life could be
e.t. earn at least a hunnid mill
in bout 4, 5, 6 years and i can just-
let my opulence stretch for many eons
give or take, aw yea
on & on, like a badu song
feel i could do no wrong
smell the coffee and the roses in the mornin gotta thank the lord that the boy did it with no diploma
oh no
there i go again
gettin ahead of myself
and it feels so surreal, i can’t deal
my mastermind principle, kept me down like four wheels
i cast out demons
beat the odds in an over saturated market
and kept my morals even
happiness peaked when i welcomed it to stay
my like minded ppl got they own path they paved
bro i gotta say, no more check to checks, checkin’ if my checking account is on delay
a n-gga is independently paid
retired my father, im screamin’, “f-ck a sallie mae!” with a bag of big bills, & armed well with a bombsh-ll beside me, treat her like her highness
never camera shy, why fight the media, we embrace the limelight
neva say “what if”
touche, they say that we couldn’t amount to eight figure amounts
who woulda figured that faith would take us a mighty long way from the thin ice that we would figure skate
barely iced out, still shinin despite the hate
award winnin endeavors embellished, let alone dominated nominations
such a blurry tunnel vision, but you know that down the line
when you see that light at the end of ambition that’s what unfolds your storybook endin’
but its always the closest ones that wanna bash you
tell you it’s not real
you won’t accept em, so through yo’ nostrils
gone & air it out, ugly be the beholder that wanna see you under
theres a reason why they below you

[interlude: fred e.t.]
yea, it would be nice
but who’s to say we have to wait to stop breathin’
to be amongst heaven as human beings
in the midst of
the evil breathin down our nape, we eacape
and create safe a haven to the mental, spiritual and physical, a more peaceful state

me and a couple compadres hit the masquerade
bas and earthgang opened up for the ‘black lip pastor’ packed on the top floor, curtis must’ve been right, ‘heaven wasn’t that far’
thank god ye survived the crash to unlock a type of worldwide confidence that gave another light, pretty much another life
one that we can let our pain mend, give a second wind
meet and work with many idols that are genuinely cool as f-ck
keep high hopes
can it be that-
it was all so simple
only a glimpse though, comin from 221 to the winslow
it’s so, special nothing could beat this
black dante tryna find my beatrice
may or may not have crossed paths already, so i guess god not done workin on this g*nius
to give a thesis
on the path that i chose
where i finally find
where one of my dreams end
career love & true love
imperfection is the key so don’t be torn between this
let alone the world
you know it drive you mad
tend to the most that can ease this
in the midst of the facetious
life, & that’s how i seize it
just try and you could reach this
or you could join the rest of the normalcy and sleep ’til u 6 feet deep and still be breathin’
the end

[hook: fred e.t. + j. gatez]
on a much higher note!

- fred e t lyrics

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