Angels Cry
C.A.R.T.I
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Have you ever made a angel cry or what about looking death in the face through satan's eyes Yoooo... Trick please from the neck to the wrist freeze Soldier boy stuntin wit that Draco what the lick read Ballin like I'm A.O that yayo got me quick cheese cuz where I'm from a payroll can't het you to the big leagues Met this mix-breed had to crack her like a safe She was acting hard to get now she asking if I ate That's the power of the D You gotta shower wit ya 3 Cuz cowards a leave you ghost That's the father of Tyriq Yo I'm hotter than police Pockets prolly hold ya lease Clip full of bald heads and they rolling like Tyreese Sold it all through these streets in and out on my business route Skits'n nose picking like they in the house Tripping my old bitches keep me in they mouth Cuz I came home gold dripping like I'm in the south I crush whores Same ones you lust for No need to have a girl when I can just f*ck yours Woooooow..... Have you ever made a angel cry or looked death in the face through Satans eyes I did some shit I apologize But don't believe what you hear so yea I prolly lied And who they talk about is prolly I Who they talk about is prolly I Who they talk about is prolly I Crush the rap game from playing the block like Yio Ming Ryu'n that Ken then making it stretch like dhalsim Pretty boy waves spinning plus the style clean but don't get it twisted shit I'm use to some wild things Like Tarzan in the jungle Hard ran wrapped in bundles Large bands on the humble At the age of five looked in the eye of my daddy Like take it or leave it no break off just baggies Now Brenda baby pulling up in that caddy Playing dear mama bet you wish you never had me Exactly, it get scary when I pull it Leave shit everywhere that's Harry on the toilet Of course I go dumb and dumber I'm that new wonder trap doing numbers I can take off for a few summers Come back like I never left Drip game forever fresh In something sick swerving Free my nigga S Yes they had a crook jailed But I made it look well Came a long way from a youngin making nick sales And let me cook it for you I can make ya shit sell Whip game transporter watch me make it fishtail Soon as the ice make it lock get ya order straight Cuz time is money I'm hungry I can't afford to wait You mixing business with pleasure that's putting more at stake So now it's f*ck you pay me or don't fornicate Have you ever made a angel cry or looked death in the face through Satans eyes I did some shit I apologize But don't believe what you hear so yea I prolly lied And who they talk about is prolly I Who they talk about is prolly I Who they talk about is prolly I
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