Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pearly Gates, artist - Chris Webby. Date of issue: 21.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pearly Gates |
| I’ve been showered with champagne and loving |
| They say my name when they notice me |
| When I’m gone, they gon' wish they were coming |
| 'Cause you ain’t never met a soul like me |
| Yeah, I’m a rare one, since I started back at square one |
| Give it everything I got, I never spare none |
| I been a light in the dark for them like a flare gun |
| While I got a baddy in the caddy with her hair done |
| Pulling up like Dean Martin, carving |
| My lane in the game, all flame, this a arson |
| Smoke in the range with a strain from the garden |
| They know the name, got the fame for a bargain |
| Just hard work, I ain’t sell my soul |
| I had many a chance, but I’d tell them no |
| Fuck the world, anyone who’s independent knows |
| And still they treat me like royalty wherever I go |
| I’m that genie in the lamp, son, you ain’t never seen |
| Listen close, I’ma show you what a real one means |
| And there’s no in between, that’s the fact of the matter |
| I ain’t after the happily ever-after, I’m after leaving a legacy |
| Lead the next gen with the recipe |
| Living on through the lyrics and the melody |
| Whether I go my late seventies |
| I guarantee that you motherfuckers gon' remember me |
| Dodging where the devil be, tryna forge another path |
| Playing to my specialties, living through my fucking raps |
| Keep the microphone with me like my other half |
| 'Cause no matter where the fuck we at |
| I’ve been showered with champagne and loving |
| They say my name when they notice me |
| When I’m gone, they gon' wish they were coming |
| 'Cause you ain’t never met a soul like me |
| Till I’m in that black hearse, pulling up in a box |
| It’s a lost cause even tryna come for the spot |
| When I really leave, then you’ll see what you all got |
| Good luck filling my shoes, I’m a size y’all not |
| But when it’s all done and I really do leave |
| Don’t grieve, I’ll be right upstairs rolling my weed |
| Honestly, some of y’all gon' wish you came with me |
| Biggest party in the afterlife since they claimed Biggie |
| In the champagne room doing Molly and coke |
| While down on earth I’m living on through all the songs that I wrote |
| I’ll be up in the balcony rolling trees and get blown |
| While Amy Winehouse duets with Nina Simone |
| Thugs mansion at the party doing shots with 'Pac |
| And Frank Sinatra while we rolling up with Peter Tosh |
| And Marley, Chris Farley, and Basquiat |
| Till I dip with Marilyn Monroe giving me top |
| just cruising |
| With James Gandolfini, lighting up a Cuban |
| Pull up at the pearly gates looking like a boss |
| Ask Bob Ross, yo, this celebration going off |
| Ain’t no COVID up here, shit we packing the room |
| Only one wearing a mask is MF DOOM |
| So when you hear the bass banging from the sky and you wonder why |
| That’s just the party on the other side |
| I’ve been showered with champagne and loving |
| They say my name when they notice me |
| When I’m gone, they gon' wish they were coming |
| 'Cause you ain’t never met a soul like me |