yon
Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Ain't going nothing how niggas planned in 2011
I was in 10th grade with Samantha
Lucifer, one of the best chess players
I had to loosen up
Was just her yeasayer and dancer
Due to tough luck at best playing the back
Per usual, our set upset they in the benches
And I accept my best fails
I bet em all against all y'all best sales advances
But then why was I frustrated?
I know a few hating on me, I must say it
And I ain't making nothing up I was just
Paying attention
A slew of fake and phony pop ups later
I said something
Shit be weighing on me like
I knew the way it was going but I wouldn't say it
Cause that's just a part of growing up
I wish stay in the past but it's not the way it go
Can't look away when it happens
But now I'm up praying to ancestors
And now I'm updating the answers
And now I'm up, they in DM requests
Talking bout how up me and the fam gettin
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
A mind is a terrible thing to forget
I get reminded of everything
I get vivid images, etched into my memory and my flesh
Under the lift, she over under me in the bet
My love questioning my very being again
She want gifts, all of the luxury of the bidness
She wanna live with the celebrity and the rich
I wouldn't wish that on my enemy, I'm a bit different
Niggas inside they telling me I'm legit
Playing tricks tryin stay ahead of me on the list
Me getting whooshed down the river mean I'm a fish
Me lettin it slide again would mean I'm a bitch
We get it, this town ain't ever even a question
Well isn't it pot, the kettle steaming against
We lettin it sound incredibly interesting
I seen the messages
I couldn't be any less different if I tested it
My legacy a success
I wanna live, die and never be here again
I'm gonna live, die and never see her again
That's why I beg God
I'm beg pleading on bended knee
In the end that I'll somehow be in best
A fucking legend
The gun powdy in the vest
I want some head and some kung pao
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Ain't going nothing how niggas planned in 2011
I was in 10th grade with Samantha
Lucifer, one of the best chess players
I had to loosen up
Was just her yeasayer and dancer
Due to tough luck at best playing the back
Per usual, our set upset they in the benches
And I accept my best fails
I bet em all against all y'all best sales advances
But then why was I frustrated?
I know a few hating on me, I must say it
And I ain't making nothing up I was just
Paying attention
A slew of fake and phony pop ups later
I said something
Shit be weighing on me like
I knew the way it was going but I wouldn't say it
Cause that's just a part of growing up
I wish stay in the past but it's not the way it go
Can't look away when it happens
But now I'm up praying to ancestors
And now I'm updating the answers
And now I'm up, they in DM requests
Talking bout how up me and the fam gettin
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
A mind is a terrible thing to forget
I get reminded of everything
I get vivid images, etched into my memory and my flesh
Under the lift, she over under me in the bet
My love questioning my very being again
She want gifts, all of the luxury of the bidness
She wanna live with the celebrity and the rich
I wouldn't wish that on my enemy, I'm a bit different
Niggas inside they telling me I'm legit
Playing tricks tryin stay ahead of me on the list
Me getting whooshed down the river mean I'm a fish
Me lettin it slide again would mean I'm a bitch
We get it, this town ain't ever even a question
Well isn't it pot, the kettle steaming against
We lettin it sound incredibly interesting
I seen the messages
I couldn't be any less different if I tested it
My legacy a success
I wanna live, die and never be here again
I'm gonna live, die and never see her again
That's why I beg God
I'm beg pleading on bended knee
In the end that I'll somehow be in best
A fucking legend
The gun powdy in the vest
I want some head and some kung pao
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
And it's feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn't wait to make something
For her
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Writer(s): Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
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