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Heaven Sent Video (MV)




Performed By: Loomy
Length: 2:00
Written by: Loomy Kid




Loomy - Heaven Sent Lyrics




Ice tray, check the watch, on my wrist its timeless
Wrist clock, Rolex watch, side bitch she a dime bitch
Half these rappers talking bout how loomy aint on my shit
Hate when all these rappers stare at me and half of my clique

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
Im on top of my shit, only me and all my crew
Im on top of my shit, you cant even check the view

I dont understand what the f*ck y'all been going through
You gone fall in love with me in 20, yal aint got a clue
Staring at my city like a winner check the mountain view
I complete the jobs, like I gottem need no interviews

Im so lost with women, are they sinning, only like a few
Im so lost up in her eyes, like are they green or are they blue
Had a crush on some lil ginger chick but swear to god she knew
Now I'm gone get messages like loomy, gotta tell me who

Ice tray, check the watch, on my wrist its timeless
Wrist clock, Rolex watch, side bitch she a dime bitch
Half these rappers talking bout how loomy aint on my shit
Hate when all these rappers stare at me and half of my clique

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how the f*ck you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
Im on top of my shit, only me and all my crew
Im on top of my shit, you cant even check the view

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
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Ice tray, check the watch, on my wrist its timeless
Wrist clock, Rolex watch, side bitch she a dime bitch
Half these rappers talking bout how loomy aint on my shit
Hate when all these rappers stare at me and half of my clique

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
Im on top of my shit, only me and all my crew
Im on top of my shit, you cant even check the view

I dont understand what the f*ck y'all been going through
You gone fall in love with me in 20, yal aint got a clue
Staring at my city like a winner check the mountain view
I complete the jobs, like I gottem need no interviews

Im so lost with women, are they sinning, only like a few
Im so lost up in her eyes, like are they green or are they blue
Had a crush on some lil ginger chick but swear to god she knew
Now I'm gone get messages like loomy, gotta tell me who

Ice tray, check the watch, on my wrist its timeless
Wrist clock, Rolex watch, side bitch she a dime bitch
Half these rappers talking bout how loomy aint on my shit
Hate when all these rappers stare at me and half of my clique

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how the f*ck you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
Im on top of my shit, only me and all my crew
Im on top of my shit, you cant even check the view

How you feeling baby girl yea tell me how you do
Elegant or heaven sent, thats only from the eyes of you
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Writer: Loomy Kid
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