Gotta Make It To Heaven
50 Cent Lyrics

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Despite facing hardships and difficulties, I am determined to make it to Heaven.

Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
Going to Heaven is my ultimate goal and I will do what it takes to get there.

I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
I am uncertain about what the future holds but I pray that I will eventually make it to Heaven.

Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
While some may view me as overly suspicious, I am simply cautious about the people I bring into my life.

Been to ICU once I ain't goin' again
I have already been in the ICU once and I don't want to end up there again.

First Z got murked, then Roy got murked
Two people I knew were killed and it's making me more cautious about my safety.

And homie still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?
I am suspicious about why someone I know is still safe in the hood when others are being killed.

I smell somethin' fishy, man, it might be a rat
I am starting to suspect that there is something deceptive or dishonest going on.

Damn, niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that
People are turning against each other too easily and it's making me wary of trusting anyone.

You know me, I stay wit' a bitch on her knees
I always have a woman on hand to perform sexual favors for me.

And give guns away in the hood like government cheese
I distribute guns in the neighborhood much like the government distributes food to low-income families.

Spray on Suzuki's, eleven-hundred CC's
I ride a Suzuki motorcycle with an engine size of 1100 CC's.

No plate on the back, straight squeezin' the MAC
I don't have a license plate on my motorcycle and I use a MAC-10 machine gun when I need to use force.

In the hood they identify niggas by they cars
People in the neighborhood know who someone is based on the car they drive.

So I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I change cars frequently to avoid detection.

I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I can create drama and conflict even when I'm not physically present.

I send Yayo to dump thirty shots on ya block
I can order Yayo to go and shoot up someone's location with thirty bullets.

'Cause he spray that TEC, nigga, if I say get it done
Yayo is skilled with guns and will do whatever I tell him to do.

I'll make ya wack niggas if you 'round me, son
I have the power to order someone's death if they're in my presence.

When I come through the hood, I don't stop to rap to niggas (yeah)
I don't stop and waste time talking to people on the street when I go through the neighborhood.

Get close enough to smack, get it clap ya, nigga
If you come too close to me, I will shoot and kill you.

Pop tried to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
Someone named Pop tried to challenge me so I pulled out my gun and threatened him with it.

Point blank range, I spazzed, pulled a bone on his ass
I shot Pop at close range and hit him with a bullet in the head.

Two weeks later niggas came through with MACs to lay me down
Two weeks after I killed Pop, someone tried to come after me with MAC-10 machine guns.

Then sprayed, I played dead and got the fuck off the ground
I pretended to be dead and then escaped once the shooters left the scene.

Out the blue I get a phone call, "50, what up?"
I receive a surprise phone call from someone asking how I'm doing.

"They sent a bitch at me, I sent the bitch back cut up"
Someone sent a woman after me to do harm, so I retaliated and injured her.

I don't play that pussy shit, I done told you, boy
I don't tolerate weakness or hesitation and have made that clear to others.

Front on me, you gon' meet one of my soldiers, boy
If you challenge me, I will send one of my associates to deal with you.

Cousin Twin shot up his mama crib now he in jail
Twin, who is my cousin, shot up his own mother's house and is now in jail as a result.

Trippin' off flicks of Blu Catrell, pussy and black tail
Twin is obsessing over pornographic images and has lost control of his actions.

Pop mama moved, but she don't talk to him no more
Pop's mother has moved away and doesn't have a relationship with him anymore.

The shells from Twin's .44, blew the hinge off her door
Twin fired his .44 handgun and the impact of the bullets broke the door's hinge.

Without that check every month how she gon' pay for the crib?
Pop's mother needs a monthly check to pay for her home and now that she doesn't have it, she may struggle to keep her residence.

Man, social service finna come and take them kids
Social services may intervene and take away Pop's mother's children due to the circumstances.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change
I pray to God for the ability to accept things that I can't change.

The courage to change the things I can, the wisdom to know the difference
I also pray for the strength to make changes where I can and the wisdom to know when I can't.

In AA they make you say that
The Serenity Prayer is commonly used in Alcoholics Anonymous meetings.

That's the prayer they burn in your head when you in CASAT
CASAT, a substance abuse treatment facility, also uses the Serenity Prayer as a guiding principle.

Man, I might talk to you while we up in them pens (uh-huh)
I may have conversations with someone while we're both in prison.

But when we come home, that don't mean we gon' fuckin' be friends
Just because we were friendly in prison, it doesn't mean we will be friends once we are released.

The shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistle
The bullets hit you so hard that you can hear them passing by your head.

Thank God they missed you, and go grab ya pistol
If you were lucky enough to not get hit by the bullets, quickly grab your own gun for protection.

In the hood niggas runnin' round actin' crazy
People in the neighborhood are behaving in erratic and unpredictable ways.

Buyin' little Air Jordans for maybe babies
People are spending money on expensive shoes for their babies.

See it might be his and it might be yours
It's unclear who the father of a child may be.

'Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores (haha)
Women in the low-income housing projects are often promiscuous.

Man, it don't take much for you to get in them draws (uh-huh)
It's easy for a man to sleep with these women.

You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
These women are willing to have sexual intercourse in various positions.

You ain't got to tell me, you feelin' this shit
I know that my music and lyrics are impacting you emotionally and strongly resonate with you.

'Cause I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this shit
I am aware that my music and lyrics are powerful and resonating with listeners.