Angels and Demons
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
I prayed they don't forget me
Then it hit the fan yea
Heart inside my palm
I call it power in my hands yea
Ain't gotta check it twice
You see the numbers see the fans yea
Everything put in come back in ways can't understand yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea (I told em)
Put my foot down no one knocking off my plans yea
Talk to me like I need hand outs boy I'm knocking off that hand there
Send em in shock now
You get knocked down how the band hitting
I'm on the clock now
You can watch how I got heads spinning
Shit ain't no different to me
Pardon my manners who fit in?
I could get all of this shit out the mud bitch
And make it the place where I sit in
I told em turn me up
Who wanna burn me up
I'm bout to earn me a brand new killin
I am for the sky no ceilin'
I pray for the time y'all get it
It feels so dull now
The mind that gifted me with words I couldn't lull around
Shut its mouth I'm at the front door like "let it out
Everything is in a float I'm George Jetson now"
Look who flexin now
All these superficial lies that you be texting out
All of em moving in disguises what y'all stressing bout
Scared a nigga see the real you I'll address it now
Acting up all on the net til somebody set you down
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing, seeing demons
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
I prayed they don't forget me
Then it hit the fan yea
Heart inside my palm
I call it power in my hands yea
Ain't gotta check it twice
You see the numbers see the fans yea
Everything put in come back in ways can't understand yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea
Damn yea (I told em)
Put my foot down no one knocking off my plans yea
Talk to me like I need hand outs boy I'm knocking off that hand there
Send em in shock now
You get knocked down how the band hitting
I'm on the clock now
You can watch how I got heads spinning
Shit ain't no different to me
Pardon my manners who fit in?
I could get all of this shit out the mud bitch
And make it the place where I sit in
I told em turn me up
Who wanna burn me up
I'm bout to earn me a brand new killin
I am for the sky no ceilin'
I pray for the time y'all get it
It feels so dull now
The mind that gifted me with words I couldn't lull around
Shut its mouth I'm at the front door like "let it out
Everything is in a float I'm George Jetson now"
Look who flexin now
All these superficial lies that you be texting out
All of em moving in disguises what y'all stressing bout
Scared a nigga see the real you I'll address it now
Acting up all on the net til somebody set you down
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing demons
Ain't buying what you preaching
Don't worry I don't need it
I been up in my bag baby I'll tell you fore' I'm leaving
They give into that hype talking trying to get even
I'm praying for some angels cause I'm always seeing, seeing demons
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Writer(s): Ashton Kole Dixon
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