Angels

Those folks believe one thing of themselves
Thinking that they're aristocratic
But yet, at the same time, they're just hiding
And are masked behind their own belief of themselves
(Neenyo, slow it down)

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Mmh, oh, I'll see you in the morning (I'll see you in the morning)
Oh-oh, oh, whoa, oh

You and me always feel right
When we get close, we ain't never gotta force it
Woke up with you here on my mind
Picture us now drinking coffee on a Sunday

Sunrise on the City of Angels
Every day, more friends are feeling like strangers
But you and me always feel right (right)
Gotta go home, but I'll see you in the morning

Yeah, I know you from the City of the Angels
Take a shot for me in every single angle
I know you ride for me because our love is tangled
I've tried to get away, but baby, I can't let it go

'Cause your vibe is like no other, I've seen this before
Tainted ways, it's hard to cover and you reap what you sow
If you treat me like another
Non-certified, but I'm your lover, boy

You and me always feel right (right)
When we get close, we ain't never gotta force it (yeah)
Woke up with you here on my mind (mind)
Picture us now drinking coffee on a Sunday

Sunrise on the City of Angels
Every day, more friends are feeling like strangers
But you and me always feel right (right)
Gotta go home, but I'll see you in the morning

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Mmh, oh, I'll see you in the morning (the morning)
Oh-oh (morning), oh, whoa, yeah

And I'm not afraid, we're face-to-face
And the time slows down, it's all okay, ay
Tell Uncle Ricky to turn up the music
And I love how you get in my head



Credits
Writer(s): Leigh Vincent Elliott, Sean Seaton, Tinashe Kachingwe, Dkyla Woolen, Sean Aaron Momberger, Malcolm Maurice Goolamallee, Elijah Ross
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