Letra de Headphones - Lecrae

(Feat. Killer Mike, T.I.)

And my brother got headphones in Heaven

I hope he hear this song, yeah, hey

And my mama got headphones in Heaven

I hope she hear this song, yeah

We went from nothin' to hunnids

To milli's, man, who would've thunk it?

We went from runnin' and duckin'

To runnin' a Fortune 500

All of my people who held me down

Now we liftin' them up

Ain't no more stressin' or strugglin'

Or dreadin' the first of the month

Ain't no keys in the trunk

Ain't no sleepin' in bunks

Granny said, "Count your blessings"

But if I could count them, it'd take me some months

Wish you could see me now

Livin' clean, got 'em callin' me Reverend

Wish you could hear me now

Hope you got you some headphones in Heaven

Headphones in Heaven, I wish I could tell them

I hope they can hear me, it's so much I'm feelin'

Walked through that alley and cried with my cousin that died

Left me broken, I still pray for healin'

I know my destination

Know they patiently waiting

You can show me the ropes when I make it

Until then, keep playin' my station

Yeah, hey

And my brother got headphones in Heaven

I hope he hear this song

Hey, yeah

And my mama got headphones in Heaven

I hope she hear this song

In another dimension (Another dimension)

I know my auntie is grabbin' my mama

And, man, they just huggin' and kissin' (Huggin' and kissin')

And she's sayin', "Look at him, Niecy

Look, Denise, he went and did it

See, Niecy, he was like you

He was a artist, he get depressed and

Yeah, he was like you

Subject to trouble and few indiscretions

Yeah, he had to war with some demons

But beat him, now gon' tell Miss Bettie

I'ma run and tell Mary

Miss Bettie gon' tell Willie Burke

Michael made millions and traveled the Earth"

I could see them, cheer them, Tuck and Bim sittin' near them

Like, "Look at that boy go to work"

I'm talkin' about my Uncle Jeffrey

My Uncle Carlton, my Uncle Henry

My Uncle Ant-Man, my Uncle Vincent

I be reminiscin', sippin' on whiskey

Fly as a Frisbee

From family of Christians, but I'm livin' risky

Street dreamin', but demons won't get me

The Lord had to fix me and God as my witness

Man, I be wishin' that family could listen

And Heaven had headphones, I tell them, baby

All of them prayers you pray for me

All of them prayers, they paid off, like, baby

All of that grindin' through time and

That pressure made diamonds, and now I'm like, baby

I pray that you hear me

Your prodigal son that came home

Baby, baby, baby

Yeah, hey

And my brother got headphones in Heaven

I hope he hear this song

Hey, yeah (Okay)

And my momma got headphones in Heaven (Yeah)

I hope she hear this song (Mm)

Hey, Cap

You and Clay take care of each other up there, man

Pops, you and Precious, man

Y'all hear me, right?

Me and my guardian angels been arguin' lately

'Cause they say I won't go with God tryna take me

Now Satan is on me, it's taking its toll

Carried the weight, I know God in control

Bless me with all of the diamonds and gold

Stack so much dough 'til it's harder to fold

From millions, to thousands, to hundreds

Blessings from then until now in abundance

Commas on commas, made me a winner

Still, I'm a sinner who runnin' from somethin'

I made him a promise, no matter the sin

The devil never will win

I promise, if only you knew, in a sold-out arena on stage

Still, I'm feelin' so lonely

Questionin', guessin', and missin' my homies

Disguisin' my tears, sayin' my prayers

Laughin' out loud, talkin' to air

Sayin' my peace when ain't nobody there, yeah

So many people give glory to me

When I know where the glory should be

You see, 'cause I know how the story began

So I know how my story could be

It's a cold game, if I told names

Of the people who died, who done poured into me

If I tried to told you, song would've been over, man

Literally, we'd have run out of beat

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