If You Wanna Get To Heaven - Blake O'Connor

Sitting here in this chair, waiting on you Oh, baby to see things my way But not a word do you say You won't even look my way, yeah Girl I'm spending my dimes Wasting my time Talking 'til I'm black and blue Uh, can't you see I wanna get next to you? Dreams of you when I go sailing by Whenever your eyes meet mine Youre so fine And girl you make me feel so insecure You're so beautiful and pure Why must you be unkind and tell me I'm not your kind? Blowing my mind Girl my, my money is low and I know That I can't take you to the fancy places You might wanna go Still I wanna get next to you I wanna get next to you Baby yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, yeah Girl you can bend me, shape me, make me Whatever it takes to please you I'm willing to do 'Cause you're my dream come true And I wanna get next to you Baby yeah I wanna get next to you I wanna make you mine for all the time (I wanna get next to you) I promise I'll never make you blue I wanna get next to you So, let love begin between me and you (I wanna get next to you) Girl I'm in love with you (I wanna get next to you)

It was nice talking to you I'm still thinking about it A message from you in the morning I'm surprised you even called me I really can't predict what you'll do I'm scared I might start to annoy you Can't seem to figure you out Still my words spill out of my mouth You're listening, how could I not want you now? If I get to meet you Will you tell all your friends about it? I still can't figure you out, no All these words spill out from my mouth Your eyes are a pale blue But still, I can't see through you So, why can't I see through you? I find it hard to talk to all the other boys Start to reach out to me, only want to talk to you Can't seem to figure you out Still my words spill out of my mouth You're listening, how could I not want you now? Can't seem to figure you out Still my words spill out of my mouth You're listening, how could I not want you now? If I get to meet you Will you tell all your friends about it? I still can't figure you out, no All these words spill out from my mouth If I get to meet you Will you tell all your friends about it? I still can't figure you out, no All these words spill out from my mouth

BLAKE Following the viral success of his breakout hit "Flexin" in late 2016, San Antonio rapper BLAKE... read more Ay, ay Woof Ay, ay Look Diamonds look like piss (piss) Diamond chain on piss (piss) Now my wrist on sick (sick) Now my bitch real thick (thick) Pull up, then I skrrt (skrrt) Look at they expression (spression) Ben Frank on me too, he blue I think he got depression Diamonds look like water (water) She drip drip like water (water) Hit that bitch, don't call her (call her) Dodge like Charger (Charger) Pull up then I charge her Lil' bitch bad and bougie Can't dap you up, you a fuck nigga Fuck niggas got cooties I'ma leave they feelings hurting Windows down on purpose Hanging out the window, swerving Baby Snapchat made me nervous 'Cause my main bitch, she be lurking I swear she do the most Boy, you talk a lot Let's talk about why you so broke Wait, talk too much, bitch, shut up I'm your young dumb motherfucker BLAKE, why your belt unbuckled? Tryna save your bitch some trouble (wait) Ex-bitch mad, oh well (well) Cop that pack wholesale (sale) Mama like, "What's that smell?" Had to move the pack out the crib that's hell Panoramic my whip Hoes all on my tip 100s blue like a crip Bust my nut... dip Left wrist, holy moly (damn) Fuck you niggas, we not homies Used to have to cop the O-Z Now a nigga need the whole thing Pull up, then I skip Keep it brief and quick Tripping over a bitch Broke niggas make me sick No, I won't call her Fuck her, don't bother One hundred, need charger One hundred, need charger On fleek, yup Bossed up, yup Turning heads, right left Strike a pose, yup Yeah, I seen them pussy niggas Pussy nigga, do you need some help That boy there gon' need some milk Flex on 'em, yup Bitch I'm feeling dangerous Wrist on fucking singing Beat so fucking dangling Belt so fucking hanging Had to hit 'em back 'Cause that ass was like on whoa (whoa) Niggas playing games And they stuck in story mode Bitch talking 'bout shrimp and steak (steak) Tell a bitch get out my face (face) I can't take your ass on no date (wait) But I can hit your ass with that BLAKE (ooh) Boy, quit tweeting, it's okay Little nigga all in his feelings Can't figure out why is it Broke niggas always got the most opinions (ooh) Had to show you niggas who's next up Baby, quit talking, that's extra Just say I'd like a checkup Why you peeking my message Ask too many fucking questions Send me one more text message You gonna hate the rolling sessions Why these niggas so lame Wanna talk down on my name Niggas thought that I was playing games Wrist looking like Johnny Dang Lil' boys like, you funny Talking 'bout, you ain't making money Hating on me, but now I got your bitch Ha-ha-ha, God don't like ugly Ha-ha, ha-ha