[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
My energy kinetic, the fitted hat by Ebbets
(Yessir)
(DJ Drama) Yeah

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats
I need bridges in my beats and Campana Brothers seats
The heaven part for me is knowin' I can
Wake up when I'm finished with my sleep, ain't no kids to feed
No stress I bleed, I don't got a boss
I go wherever and don't care 'bout the cost (Nah)
Gas money was stark for me, uh
Now I got so many cars I could start up
We nappin' in parks, we in the sun gettin' darked up
Chillin' with my suit on
Travel trunk is either Moynat leather or it's Vuitton
Sippin' mint tea like we know the tree the leaf fell from
We come from them tiki punch drinks
Had animosity for dinner, El Pollo Loco
That was in the past, now I parmesan my bolo'
Half a million driftin' and the tire readin' "Toyo"
Prefer the alligator logo on my cotton polo (Yeah)
Livin' it up, my niggas is up
Y'all niggas is salty peanuts, we ain't givin' a fuck
'Cause I'm blessed as hell and I ain't next to jail
Ain't got no psyche hiccups, plus I dress this well
My heaven 24/7, that's heaven

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Heaven only knows)
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you? Yeah
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you, to y'all?
Because that's heaven to me, aw-aw
(You gotta love it)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun
My baby mama and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga could run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
My mama pulled up in a helicopter
Sister in the kitchen cookin', Jackson mixin' vodka
After dinner, I'll convince 'em they should babysit 'em
Me and wifey gettin' ready to go see a opera (Sydney)
This the house we come to when we got nothin' to do
The big yard, quaint size with the immaculate view
My boat dock got a yacht with a slide on the side
My son and I got some bikes we could ride, I'll show him how to wheelie
And Wally hit my celly, we cleared another dealy
It's no contingency, the number's in the hundred milly's (Woo-hoo-hoo)
I'm in my fourties lookin' twenty-somethin' (Yeah)
I don't ask for nothin' (Nothin')
Everything is mwah, that's heaven for a God
My health is on a hundred, you feel me? Yeah

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
(Skin glowin')
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you?
That's really heaven at forty, like, nigga havin' good health?
What's heaven to you, to y'all?
Because that's heaven
This, this was heaven, this was heaven at, like, as a kid

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
It used to be the 'preme hat in the green
The cheetah print on the tee, the dark wash on the jean
Soccer mom with the Vans in every color it seems
Kids push down the block, cuttin' Dickies into shorts when it's hot
Fuckin' Wendy's up, brainstormin' ways to get our pennies up
Me and Jasper spendin' last bucks on the city bus
Wayne tapes and Vice mags and Portishead drops
Peglegs, Ice Cream shoes, the Mr. Krabs watch
That was heaven for me 'round time seventeen
Eggin' niggas' houses, fuckin' girls from Pasadena
Bastard wasn't finished, I was formin' up a team
I didn't have much, but for certain, I had a dream
[Gibberish]
I fuck the flow up, fuck it, I bring it back like the hairline was recedin'
[Gibberish]
(Hey, woo, woo, haha)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
Don't let your neighbors take you to hell
Introduce 'em to heaven
Heaven only knows