Lyrics:
that (bout that)
Spend a 10 put a comma by that (by that)
I smell like Creed (like Creed)
Dior my feet (my feet)
Designer fiend
Addicted to fashion I
to scoop
So many things I been through, I was a dog, ain't no Snoop
The Lord got us by his palm, I'm surrounded by angels
Yeah, I stamp by his word like I'm
They patiently waited for Chxsen to step on the scene
Now they see that I'm coming in clutch
I took a hold of my destiny, I grabbed the bull by the horns
Who you ask?
Well that's a pretty broad question
Reel it back
2008 election
Did you study the facts?
Or were you pushed in a direction?
By your
In Primordial times of sorrow
ancient ages of the known world
Krons reighn of terror was rising
so the skylords sent their angels
against the storm
liquor and weed was heavy
And have me and corone their dreams
By the time I was seven my mom left my pop
Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers,
to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now
It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent
Ey, ask me what I
You always by my side
I thought you'd never leave
If heaven needed an angel
Then I guess that's fine
But tell me why
Why
Isn't there another reason
phone, ten missed calls on silent tone
Im on a roll, take it away vvslon
The bridges burning the match getting cold in my hand
I'm overwhelmed by my fans
margiela shoes
Carry da whole bank
In my jimmy choos
Green X it ain't fake
Yea i grabbed it by the twos
Tell me what's yo take
On my margiela shoes
I was slept on for a long time
I was slept on for a long time
Do they hear me or they just see a dollar sign
They want my name by an X on a dotted
thing that I need yea (x2)
Heart so cold cuz it's full of anger
Why I'm dancing with the devil
I'm supposed to be an angel
Snakes in the grass coming
I’m like angel food
Always in a good mood
But I’m active boo
Won’t catch me in the back
I’m always in the front
Cuz I like to cut up
I’ll fuck
Recording Engineer: Angel Malave
Mixed By: Angel Malave And D.O.N W.I.L
Oh (3x)
Tag* “D.O.N W.I.L On It”
(Hook)
Ohhhhhh
You Niggas Scared Of Me
See I’m
Uhh baby you an angel and you know it
God out here looking like a poet
Uhh you can't tell me he don't boast it
The way he spoke it then he put it
where I came up, nigga
On a scaffold doing ten sets of ten, getting my weight up nigga!
I'm no shooter, but my shooters'll have your brain exposed
But
at
Ask myself where the next Malcolm X at (I don't know)
Is he makin Salat, or upstate like a ape in a box
Am I a human or a fallen angel
Got to pray
destroyed by the nations aggravations
Riots in the train stations, criminals grabbin' cops
Snakes rattlin', angels draggin'
Seven head dragons out the Roman
the angels
Your intention are too dark to speak(2x)
Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
You pretend to be part of the flock
And somehow you convince us all
That
I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did it by myself
Don’t care if I get signed
Ohhh... ahh yeah Ohhh... ahh yeah
By my side by my by my side I want you by my side
Girl you must be tired the way you running through my mind
I
And picture you right there by my side
And picture you right there by my side
Angel sent in disguise
I think about you all the time
Click wish I could press
sean and aiko
My babys an angel , she walking with halos
Cut off the lights she freak, Now she bad like the devil
I am the man, while your just a kiddo
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