Angels

I don't give a fuck bout the bitch
Talking money, talking this, and all the things that you wish
A king will stand his ground while raising up the defense
Feel like I talked to God, there's nothing that I repent
I'm a demon from the way, I do not hear what you say
You paused in my life, now it's time I get some play
Huh
Now it's time I get some play, hitting up the bitch that I met the other day
Ooh

I fuck with the hoes
I don't talk to other people, yeah, that's just how it goes
I stay within my circle, I encounter my foes
My music on the gram, even Pusha will knows
The medication that you need, I'm here with your daily dose
I create a post, then the DM's will fill
This hoe a little demon, got that pussy that kills
She leaving you, cause I'm the one waving bills
Cause I'm the one waving bills
I'm all up in her guts, giving her daily fills
Ooh

Watchu know bout a grind
Evening morning night, and then I'm right here on time
Putting in the work, while bitches sitting just fine
Where are my props, cause I haven't been getting mine
Dropping dimes, I'm feeling like Dame
I'm a different breed, me and you not the same
Go ahead and hit some weed, not me
Already too high, my clothes on me make me already too fly
Ooh

You should already know this
I've done a lot of shit, and y'all still haven't noticed
Achieved every height, and fell to my lowest
And after all that, I still got my focus
Gods Glory on top, it's he who has chose us
We make the angels in the sky, fall right below us
Gods Glory on top, it's he who has chose us
We make the angels in the sky, fall right below us



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Fish
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