angels

Will I
Can I

Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you

Yeah
No pen from me to you, I hope It's true
I slipped the corner now I spilt the truth
I'd slit my wrist today to get to you
Flipping the shelf and flipping the tire
Flipping to you
Seeing you crying in the corner
Needed me for a lean too
You see me trying, crying, flying
I'm trying to go reason with you
I can not count in my cents in with you
I get so sick when I'm lookin at you
Coughing and sneezing no bless, Achoo
Take a good look at it
Last time you sneaking, and plotting
Like you ain't lying about him
Checkin my phone, four in the morning
Spending and tripping and askin who
I cannot deal with you
Angels, angels calling, I hope it ain't true

Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you
Angels repent from me to you
Am I right no pen, from you

Yeah
I spilled the spoon
Sippin' your love, gaining your trust
Stacking and makin the loops
Feel like I can't do this shit no more
I'm writing, I'm writing, it fits my loops
This shit starting to feel like my chore
I cannot fake it no more
Making me feel like I was a part of a score
Touching your base, touching your core
Making me sick all the way to the floor
I cannot, I cannot be with that somebody
Who takes me for granted and leave me to dry
I cannot be there for you when
You was never here by my side
You can go see him
Seeing him expecting me to die
You can go be him

Me to you
Me to you



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Beckett
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