Angel fallen
Yea
This a-this a pain story not a pain song
Cause you know bout all my life
Like been full of pain
Like ever since I was a young nigga
Like growing up now just looking
Like just reminiscing like reflecting
On that shit and that shit just crazy
That's what it is but aye
that's what makes a prophet
These niggas put prices on my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
I got pain in my heart
Pain in my voice
Had to take the world alone
I ain't have no choice
Gotta get this shit by any means
I was on the block all night
I was trying to feed the team
Trying get on the tv screen
I been lied to
Misuse
Betrayed
Backstabbed
Climbing to the top they pull me down
Niggas been crabs
I can't show no love no more
Niggas get no dap
Niggas be telling lies
They heart just so full of cap
Now my heart straight
I'm from the M nigga
It's eat or you get ate
But that shit turnt me to a beast
And I go straight ape
In my city ain't no love
Check the murder rate
These niggas put prices on my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
Angel fallen (Ten)
Double cup the liquor like it's lean
I'm a money fiend
Fucking on lil baby like a surgeon
I'm in her spleen
Stick with a beam telephone
I'll make it ring
I'm from the dirty
It wasn't perfect
But I made it clean
Trap hotline bling bling
Phone ring ring
Ballin like a bitch
they put me on the dream team
Smoking mean green
Backwoods stuffed like green beans
I'm a fiend my canteen
Got promethazine fuck nigga
They killed yo dawg
You made a post talking it's up nigga
I'm laying low when it's time to go
Then I'm gone bust nigga
10 thousand hours in the booth
This ain't no luck nigga
And ain't no justice in the system
It's just us nigga
On my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
This a-this a pain story not a pain song
Cause you know bout all my life
Like been full of pain
Like ever since I was a young nigga
Like growing up now just looking
Like just reminiscing like reflecting
On that shit and that shit just crazy
That's what it is but aye
that's what makes a prophet
These niggas put prices on my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
I got pain in my heart
Pain in my voice
Had to take the world alone
I ain't have no choice
Gotta get this shit by any means
I was on the block all night
I was trying to feed the team
Trying get on the tv screen
I been lied to
Misuse
Betrayed
Backstabbed
Climbing to the top they pull me down
Niggas been crabs
I can't show no love no more
Niggas get no dap
Niggas be telling lies
They heart just so full of cap
Now my heart straight
I'm from the M nigga
It's eat or you get ate
But that shit turnt me to a beast
And I go straight ape
In my city ain't no love
Check the murder rate
These niggas put prices on my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
Angel fallen (Ten)
Double cup the liquor like it's lean
I'm a money fiend
Fucking on lil baby like a surgeon
I'm in her spleen
Stick with a beam telephone
I'll make it ring
I'm from the dirty
It wasn't perfect
But I made it clean
Trap hotline bling bling
Phone ring ring
Ballin like a bitch
they put me on the dream team
Smoking mean green
Backwoods stuffed like green beans
I'm a fiend my canteen
Got promethazine fuck nigga
They killed yo dawg
You made a post talking it's up nigga
I'm laying low when it's time to go
Then I'm gone bust nigga
10 thousand hours in the booth
This ain't no luck nigga
And ain't no justice in the system
It's just us nigga
On my head
These niggas left me out for dead
Strap with Glock no I ain't scared
I up that bitch I feed them lead
They left me in the cold starving
Now I plant my seed in my garden
My heart done harden
Broken wings another angel fallen
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Writer(s): Brandon Thomas
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