Angel Eyes lyrics

[Intro]
Yea yea

[Verse]
Tryna do the right thing,tryna make the right songs
Signed a deal my life changed
Diamonds hit no lights on
I hope you know I'm dying with my gang I'm risking my life for em
Okay b*tch you think that b*tch ass n*gga cute that's what you huh?
I been tryna leave the city I don't wanna die young
Why the f*ck my demons pretty?She got angel eyes on
I pull off I burn the rubber, brand new tires from Firestone
Name a time i b*tched up, name a time I switched up on ya
Never put our blicks if he play we push up on ya
Hold on wait I think this b*tch just called me broke I hold my wrist up on her
If you bust that switch you better not miss that b*tch might glitch up on ya
You had text that b*tch you said you missed I’m puttin di*k up on her
I missed that b*tch too she throw that neck she put a switch up on it
When she got back home you checked her phone and saw our pictures on it
Yeah back in school we pulled up with them blicks you put the principal on us
He can’t say he didn’t I’m talking bout nic his ass ain’t talking bout nothing
Yeah Junior ass a b*tch he broke as sh*t and flex his potna money
Randall ass got killed I’d take a sh*t on that lil n*gga coffin
I really hope that n*gga suffer when they came and off him
Ontae tried to pay me for a feat so I declined the offer
Ayy tryna call my phone no Coppin deuces broski still gon smoke him
I can hear n*ggas clubhousing I don’t do no talking
My bro showed off my show got on they ass and n*gga made us mad
Tryna say I’m sorry to parents like here a hundred grand
Momma always knew I was gon win that’s why she whoop my ass
You spoke on my twin when we come spin them hollows slept the glass
All the sh*t I did I’ll do it again to make yall n*ggas mad
Yeah I be using my ten dollar bills just for to wipe my ass
If I shoot it’s a head tap, broski rep a red flag
I’ve been staying real high, they kept me from staying sad
Yeah we gone hop in brand new SRT’s and we go real fast
n*ggas keep on lying like he took me that made me real mad
Only day I smoke a n*gga, I know I won’t feel bad
b*tch I’m not like them broke ass n*ggas you know i get real cash
You know if a n*gga play with me he gon die real fast
Yeah she know I’m not tryna f*ck but if I was I still can
[Outro]
Yeah
I still can n*gga
On god
Fatt
Yeah