Lyrics:
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Ice on my neck
Watch baguettes
Demon killer
That's a flex
I just pulled up to the mall with a Bible Blicky
Got my angels staying by side you know I
selling weed
Fucking up my prestige, 'til I live with the blues
BB King or the neighbors of Snoop, that's why I'm
In the club like fuck it, though
Star Wars films directed by Kirschner
They fucking suck like Boba Fett, utterly the worst
All my die-hard fans holler GREEDO SHOT FIRST
Greedo shot
comes to chasing dreams it always comes with a price
Momma said to always keep my vision aimed at the sky
Scorpio king raised by a queen Gemini
What's
like An angel calling me
Roll that blunt for me so proper
My new baby no adoption
Coppin' matching fits
We shoppin'
Glocks wit matching clips
We
by an angel he knew he had to get out
And protect this small life to which God has entrusted
Him as a Father to the Father's beloved
What a twist
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, oh baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away
I won't beg you to stay
take you out to Fiji
You know that pussy taste like kiwi We be Gucci great girl like gg
Shawty be the Simon to my bb
Baby you should let me love you
Let
With shorty by my side, I can't care less
It's just me and you baby, fuck the rest
Yeah, fuck the rest
Shorty wanna ride she's my gasolinera
Stick by my
the shepherd band
Their lives were changed by a baby boy
And when the angel said, ?go? they obeyed the command
Their lives were changed by a baby boy
REPEAT
and my momma use to sit and watch the lion king
She had a pathfinder to yea bumping Yolanda Adams
Or four hundred degreez by juvenile
And we ain't never
brick (fool)
You get good pussy once and then start cuffin' it (fool)
I still been in my bag, I'm just on other shit (on other shit)
New gold BBS, look
kneeling, kneeling by His side
And their hearts believed again
For the peace of men
For a boy was born, King of all the world
And all the angels sang for Him
lie damn I miss you
Try to keep my eyes dry
I can't help but ask why
You was chosen by God
Got yo wings so you can fly
You my angel, seeing life from
I'm lookin' at your body and I know that you a angel/
and if you were my lady baby know that chu faithful/
\I'm attracted to you baby so much more
a king (Yes sir)
Mama knew that boy meant well
Even when the grades low
Knew that boy was an angel, an angel
Mama taught me always keep my head high
If I were a guitar
I'd like to be played by BB king
If I were a little dog
Rufus Thomas could walk me
Oh, but I'm a man
Who needs to be loved, baby
could fly away
Too Meet you, I wish that I could fly away
It's by God's grace, I know you're in a better place
This for my Ghetto Angels (Ghetto Angels
case
Would you please be my wife?
Then like a sign from the sky, the baby cried
Like an angel sings
I love y'all more than anything
(yeah) angels celebrating (yeah)
Could this (yeah) be reactivating (yeah)
All my (yeah) senses dislocating (yeah)
This must be a strange deception
By
time
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right
And it's hello babe, with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby, don't you know our
time
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right
And it's hello babe, with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby, don't you know our
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