Pearly Gates - Chris Webby

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