Angels

Lyrics

Hmm
 Yeah
 So I keep hearin' the angels call out my name like
 Just know the past is just the past, nigga my best days ahead of me
 And that's what the fuck I'm walkin' toward
 Amen
 Ayy, look
 Know I ain't perfect but my lil' sister think I'm the shit, nigga (Ha)
 So I ain't changin', what you see what you get, nigga
 Waitin' for me to give up and stop here, right you wish, nigga
 Motherfuckers need to get off my dick, nigga
 I was missin' the big picture
 Switch my old frame of mind, now I'm open
 Shawty I can't afford not to focus
 Don't wanna go back to the days I was hopeless
 I was broke but I still wasn't broken
 Still remember what Tushe told me, nigga
 Don't let no hard time ever make you softspoken
 Thought if ain't nobody got me, he got me
 They hit him with a charge and it shocked me
 I ain't talkin' Sylvester Stallone
 But I felt all alone when this shit had got Rocky
 Niggas thought I would drown
 Guess they ain't know I'm too motherfuckin' cocky to stop me
 Plus I'm good in that water like Lochte
 Used to think I can't do it, then watch me
 All my life it was rainin', pourin'
 Now I'm rockin' the stages, tourin'
 Got so used to the pain
 It was foreign to smile, now I'm up in the game, I'm scorin'
 Never wanted the fame or fortune
 Trials and tribulations made it necessity
 Tryna not let it get the best of me
 I just feel like God constantly testin' me
 Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
 (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
 Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you felt some pain
 Don't know the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
 Maybe I'm goin' insane
 Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
 (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
 Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you seen some pain
 Don't know the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
 Fuck how far we got to go, nigga look how far we done came
 Ayy, I got that liver me tatted as a reminder that this life ain't forever
 So every day I'm breathin' I'ma be better
 Than before, I ain't never been scared to walk with whoever
 Except for that man in the mirror
 'Cause I know he know me like the pot know the kettle
 Too busy pioneerin' shit for me to settle down
 Gotta play the game to beat the game
 I'm at a new level now, niggas hatin'
 Been underrated so God damn long, I don't care how y'all rate me
 Talk to God on the daily, give a fuck what y'all niggas sayin'
 Hear me loud and clearly
 Keep that bullshit off from near me
 Bruh, cos 'fore I let you fuck up my life, you gon' have to kill me
 My life do a 365 times on a fuckin' yearly
 Just so people near me, can numb their pain, you gotta feel me
 Hol' up
 Long as my momma good, I'm good as can be
 That lil' bread ain't no dope boy, look like he a goodun to me
 Nah I ain't made enough yet to get my boys out the hood
 But once I do y'all niggas ain't gon' be able to say nothin' to me
 Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
 (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
 Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you felt some pain
 Don't know the sun don' shine 'less you seen some rain
 Maybe I'm goin' insane
 Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
 (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
 Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you felt some pain
 Don't the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
 Fuck how far we got to go, nigga look how far we done came
 Angel on my right shoulder the devil sit on my left one
 As I walk a mile to change this life, those in my direction
 Who needs a mirror to see a reflection, I see myself
 Even when the world is dark, and I can't see anything else
 I done felt it all
 Every emotion, every sensation
 Been a prisoner in my mind, in a cell of my own creation
 I wanna escape it
 But then again I don't, because this
 Made me everything I am, I just pray I never forget
 Hmm, hmm
 Turn the shit up
 Uh-uh, ayy
 Uh, uh, uh, uh
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
 My bitch
 Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
 When she finished, ayy
 My wrist
 So bright light, probably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
 I just cappin', now I got your attention, listen
 Ever since I could remember the cause
 Was against me, but you gotta play with Vince
 I keep shit a motherfuckin' century
 I see the God in myself, this why these niggas envy
 I put it all on the line, like assembly
 And stuck to the code like Da Vinci
 Man I'm from Atlanta
 Hot lemon pepper my ten piece and pink lemonade with the simp (Okay)
 Nigga I'm simply, one of the greatest
 I ain't gotta say it but fuck it I say it
 I let 'em debate it but these niggas know (They know)
 They hatin' on Jesus, you know how it go
 These niggas be hatin' because they be broke
 But they really be broke all because they be hatin' (Ha)
 My time is a waste and you nigga complacent
 And I see the throne for the motherfuckin' takers
 Say I want a lot (Ayy)
 But I want my soul, wherever it goes, whatever I got, ayy
 The money, the clothes could never come close
 But I'm in the drop like that line didn't matter
 My top down the traffic, I'm doin' the most
 'Cause they had a nigga that's motherfuckin'
 Golden but they love a nigga that's covered in gold
 So my bitch (My bitch)
 Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
 (When she finished) When she finished, ayy
 My wrist (Ayy)
 So bright light, probably make a nigga mad when they hit it
 (When they hit it) When they hit it, ayy
 My list (Okay, my list)
 Got everything I want but never ever had these extensions
 (These extensions) These extensions, ayy
 I wish (Ayy, I wish)
 A motherfucker would tryna tell me that I ain't the realest
 Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin'?
 Bitch, please, hoe
 Prayin' for me to fall off, you gon' always be down on your knees, hoe
 My shit been groovy since I was a juve', four hundred degrees, hoe
 Martin Luther King, Martin Luther King, I had a dream, hoe
 Say I had a dream, I had a dream, fuck you mean, hoe?
 Fuck is you sayin'?
 We ain't fuckin' playin' but I'm with the team, hoe
 Glory to God for makin' it hard, I did it with ease, hoe
 Stress on my head
 Holdin' on by a thread, this shit ain't what it seem, hoe
 Ain't what it seem, ain't what it seem
 My bitch (My bitch)
 My wrist (My wrist)
 My list (My list)
 I wish (I wish)
 Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin', bitch?
 Come on bruh, nigga has bars
 Who's fuckin' with that man, bruh, Cole?
 And to my brother nem, bar up
 Bar code, boop
 

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Duration
06:10
Key
7
Tempo
76 BPM

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