Wasted in Heaven

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(Intro – soft, moody autotuned vocals, slightly slurred delivery)
Yeah, yeah…
Said she love me but that sh*t don’t last (Nah)
Diamonds dancin’ like my past—f**ked up, but still flash (Bling)
I ain’t holy, baby, I’m just faded with some class
Put that Henny in my veins, now I’m prayin’ I don’t crash (Skrrt…)
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(Hook – melodic singing, emotional and dreamy)
I’ve been wasted in heaven, f**kin’ with demons in white (White)
She got angel wings tatted, but she sin every night (She bad)
I ain’t savin’ no soul, baby, I’m tryna feel right (Let’s go)
Too much trauma in my cup, I sip it slow just to fight (Pour up)
Oh, I—yeah, yeah—
Told her I ain’t right (I ain’t)
But she still ride like a bike (She do)
Now I’m lost in the lights
God ain’t home, but the vibe’s so bright (So bright!)
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(Verse 1 – sung delivery with attitude, smooth and autotuned)
Penthouse views, we get lit then we fk
She got a man, but she don’t give a fk (At all!)
Tatted up thighs, got coke on her tongue
Say she like pain, told her, “Baby, I’m numb” (Cold)
Yeah, I’m toxic as f**k, and I own it
Heart on ice, baby, I froze it (Ice!)
New whip, no key, I ghost it
Dick so good, had to post it (She did!)
I don’t do love, I do damage (Facts)
Still break hearts, I’m a savage
Flew her to Bali, then vanished
Now she cryin’ in the mansion (Damn…)
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(Bridge – soft falsetto-style delivery, emotionally floating)
If I die tonight, just pour that liquor where I lay (Where I lay)
Put my name in her phone under “runaway” (Runaway)
I don’t pray no more, I just play with fate
Say she need love—I said, “Not today…” (Nah)
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(Hook – repeat, stronger vocal layering, more ad libs)
I’ve been wasted in heaven, f**kin’ with demons in white (White ones)
She got angel wings tatted, but she sin every night (All night)
I ain’t savin’ no soul, baby, I’m tryna feel right (Just vibes)
Too much trauma in my cup, I sip it slow just to fight (Sip sip)
Oh, I—yeah, yeah—
Told her I ain’t right (I’m not!)
But she still ride like a bike (Still do)
Now I’m lost in the lights
God ain’t home, but the vibe’s so bright (Bright bright)
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(Verse 2 – more spoken-word feel, slurred delivery, gritty falsetto at the end)
I’m the reason she don’t call back home
I’m the reason her texts got tones (Beep beep)
Champagne on a torn-down throne
Said she feel like a queen, but she really alone (Alone…)
I just float through the pain like a ghost
Every high come with overdose (Facts)
She want forever, I give her a toast
Then I’m back on the jet like, “Baby, I’m close…” (Psych!)
All these sins, no regrets
No strings, no threats
She bite her lip when I say “yes”
She like pain in a tight black dress (Woo!)
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(Outro – soft harmonized singing, fading with reverb)
No halo, no chains, just vibes… (Just vibes…)
I’m too high for goodbyes…
Wasted in heaven, still alive…
Pour up, girl, let’s ride… (Let’s ride…)
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Melodic R&B Trap / Emotional Auto-Tuned, Slow tempo, atmospheric pads, heavy 808s, and guitar licks, male