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his daddy name was Blunt (uh)
Got hooked on the stones (uh), rehabbed for a month (uh)
By the time that I was five, my mama was traumatized
'Cause

at an acute angle
Hitting all the degrees of your assossole's triangle
You're my angel would you mind if I kissed your design
Put my hands on your behind
While

love, I was born on the seaside
Album cut classics, fan lose it off the B-sides
Rappers better throw up their peace signs or resign
Find a change a plans

outcome
I finally did an album
Bump it now bruh
Put it on the loud subs
I still have my doubts but
I know there's no problem I can't outrun
Sneakers tied

on the right angel on the left
Never felt so gone
tell me what’s wrong
Cant you tell by my songs I’m an alcoholic
Drink drink now I’m really falling
Gone in

chest 
Devil on my right shoulder
Angel on my left
Playing tug of war till it rip me to shreds
You ain't my nigga you just tryna get ahead
Nigga better

a album getting plays
What a shame

Her pure ness lured me to the furness then
Mistook her for a trophy let me win
Assured my loyalty would never thin

a scrimmage 
I dropped the album got right back to work cause I ain't finished 
So f*** the intermission, keep the break I'm well replenished 
They playin'

solitude
A blitz of thoughts to trip my step
But angels always see me through 
To take it

Take my life whole by the horns and jump
On trampolines that lost

or not
Tell the story of my senior from a sacred spot
For my first album, not worried if I get played or not
Cleared the music that I had to that point
Now

to paying me
Hit em with the vibe and they invasive
Aye
22 years and I ain't ever felt this anxious 
But I know halos hang close
To angels so tell your boy

from all my favorite albums
Your shit flour this shit is some unrelated powder
Don't get us confused nigga my shit is pure
It's still me, I just laced it

music playing loud
I'm Pharell Happy let the problems walk out
Heading to the radio I got angels by my side
Love surrounds me everywhere, DJ please no

To be wasted on niggas 
Given the chance I'd move away from you niggas 
I'm close to GOD I pray for you niggas

I'm unimpressed by the motives of the rap

Couple mixtapes hella tracks and an album
Started with homies now rock by my lonely
Can't fuck with these niggas these rappers act corny
Yeah I ain't

on the coat but we in Cali it don't rain
Keep the angels by my side Michael, Raphael, and Gabriel
God is in the deets get it sweet uh
What's it for 
What's it

bands tho
Sitting here cooking this album up
School time gotta get the kids woke
Gotta shake off this angel dust
Sprinkle just a little for my kinfolk

I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

that do believe in luck
God by my side, and I still keep my glock (Glock)
Eyes on the price and I put them on lock
Yo! (Aye!)
Hold! (Aye!)
I don't fear

der Rolle wir Nylon Angel Schnüre
Kill wenn sie sagen das ich Star nicht geeignet bin
Das Waffe Mündungsfeier gleich Polarlicht Ereignissen
Ich bin wie

a time I wanted to die with Lana Del Rey
But now I just wanna die with a mic in hand
Record more albums like I am grand
Release them just to see where I

to music
Angels singing Hell's album, is that confusing
That's light and dark, good and evil
However you view it
And that's in everybody's S.O.U.L
Cuz we all

dealing the cards
I first drew from out the deck
Run this like the Republic
When it's talk of going Czech
By any means
This the resurgence of Malcom X
Motor

the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by