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lies and thievery, because
Who God Bless, aint no man curse. That you for seeing me. I’m already feelin the angels hack, hack, hack, away

Verse 1

documenting paperwork
This the album of the year, real ones gon' play it first
Put your threes in the air, if you know you can't be cursed

Came a long way from

Heard the money it was knockin' at the door
Do-do
Ima angel seen the clock and it was 4:44
Tried to tell me bitches hatin on the low
Low low
Shorty thick

I'm here for you mi amore God heard you
Said you want somebody genuine he sent an angel
In human form that's me
Your ex never saw your worth
But I'm

I got sauce, uh See the way I walk, uh
Moncler on my jacket pull up on em like what's happening
Armed and I'm dangerous Demons and angels on my

even through the pain
I give praise to my Heavenly Father
Last album wasn't no 10
So that means I gotta go harder
They say Greg you went in
I say, man, I

cheaper by the dozen
I back on track press record, feel

Is it love is it lust
Is being real not enough
Is my time almost up
These questions that need

knows you can feel it
It's becoming clear
Around the world they been saying the end is near
But nobody knows the real date
I mean not even his angels
Take

in
Some angels in Your section were destined for greatness
But You changed the narrative, different story You painted
I know they're in a better place

why I get confused when you run from me
That's why when ya world falling down you shelter up under me

That shit be like that some time
By the way I

Could've dropped an album but I told them you can keep it
I don't want my real life exposed I keep it secret
Bitch you just a groupie do not tell me

look huhhh (I swear it's angels around me for real)
Did I miss the memo?
Tell me where my kin go
Talking Grandma, Cousin Vincent, and like all of them

a paddle
I'd spank all these rappers like babies
It's crazy, it's backwards
How blatantly lazy and basic
They can be makin' these albums
I've been draining

i'm meditating
I ain't got no ego look to God and I be praying
I ain't got no fear protected by the ANGELS
Look into my passed and all I see is all

name He will never resist it
I'm not giving up
Cuz you said to me
Put all my trust
In how died for me
I'll stay by your side
Cuz you will never leave
you

a album in la bitch

19 I was scared of my true self
So I killed myself
And reborn a whole new self
Living is my true wealth
Rich until I'm under
Not

second is getting tougher
And not to mention the music
This album is never coming
I keep on doing these features
But solo tracks are amounting
I'm running

I’m done 

(I’ll take 21 days)



I don't wanna pop another pill

Thank God that he gave me free will 

Feeling like you hanging by a rope 

I know what

winner
But your off season
Has been all season
And that 7 song album all felt like teasing
Will they believe in me
Or will they all be leaving
Cause y'all

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

bound to blow
The formula ain’t never been original
You play the game and now tryin' to get an album sold
I’m surrounded by the muses and they gonna be

CA’NT GET NEAR IT
ZIG ZAGGIN ON THE BEAT 
SO THE ANGELS CHEER IT 


WOKE NIGGAZ IN THE TRAP 
TRYNA BUY THE BLOCK BACK
KILLERS PUT THEM KEYS DOWN
SCREAMING

Yeah
Feels good to be home baby
Album of the motherfucking year you hear me
Yeah
Welcome to the sorrow
I can feel the changes
Walking down

and then
Wonder where their calm went
With dudes fakin' tell them yeah, word
Let a con vent i learned that when I was
Hooping up by Convent let 'em judge you