꒰ა ˖ ⊹ ࣪sᥱ᥎ᥱᥒ mіᥒᥙ𝗍ᥱs іᥒ һᥱᥲ᥎ᥱᥒ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ (1st ver)

the gates of heaven are closed spinning bottles, round and round dead inside, i don't make a sound lights are low and the door's locked tight nobody knows what we do tonight i been doing this 24/7 from shawty to homie to Keven now we seven minutes in heaven dead inside let me in your paradise the gates are closed just look me in the eyes Sev-seven minutes Gates are closed and I'm in it Heaven Heaven now we're seven minutes in heaven