Tears of Angels lyrics

[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$]
Been alone all my life
Never had to think twice
No I never been nice
Never shoot first but my pistol might
Never talk sh*t that I can't run with
Always meet a b*tch that I can't f*ck with
Got no cliques smoke a zip off rip
Too bad for hoes on my di*k like Prince
Everyday another gamble, I roll the dice
TV still scramble, don't know the nights
So cold like ice, can't hear like lights
I'm all black, but I still gotta go like light
In the back gettin high with your b*tch
Smokin dope, countin money with my clique
They always wanna f*ck with the kid
Stressed out f*ck life as it is, b*tch

[Verse 2: SKETCH]
I've been on my sh*t
All you rappers are corny
I think you put me in the wrong category
Smoke on probation like it's mandatory
Squad fillin killers in the wrong territory, ayy
I heard all your stories, all you rappers are boring
I've sent my probation, put the lean in my cup
And these bars in rotation, think that
I mastered the art of sedation
Smokin Newports, got the oral fixation
My pills like I'm Weezy and smoke like a Haitian, ayy
I've been [?] for my P.O
Rush, b*tch, fire, watch out where that heat go, ayy
[Verse 3: SKETCH]
Ever since I can remember, I've been an addict
If it ends with a harlech, then I probably have it
Caffeine and sugar used to be my thing
Now it's morphine and liquor can't give me wings
I've been chemically imbalanced since the day I was born
Could never get enough, I need more and more
When it comes to having sex, I need a million whores
I can't take one hit, I need a billion more
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
If I'm ever running low, you know I cop more
Till I'm running in the back of a cop car
I've always been running, but I never got far
Pop pills like a rat, you know I got bars
Don't care who I hurt, I don't care if I die
All that really matters is that I stay high
If I'm getting high, then I'm getting by
But I'm not living now, I'm just alive
I love the pain, I'm the pain, I thrive
But I can't deny, if I never did drugs
I think I'd die tonight
Shoot me in the head with my '99
Anything I need to do to get by tonight
Which way will I choose?
[?] when I got the blues
Hoping I'll be stopping soon
Hide till I rot in a tomb
If you're amongst the stars and you shot for the moon
I'ma whether the flowers, soon one day I'll bloom