Correction Paroles Angels par Deante’ Hitchcock

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Part I

Hmm
Yeah
So I keep hearin' the angels call out my name like
Just know the past is just the past, nigga my best days ahead of me
And that's what the fuck I'm walkin' toward
Amen
Ayy, look

Know I ain't perfect but my lil' sister think I'm the shit, nigga (Ha)
So I ain't changin', what you see what you get, nigga
Waitin' for me to give up and stop yeah right you wish, nigga
Motherfuckers need to get off my dick, nigga
I was missin' the big picture
Switch my old frame of mind, now I'm open
Shawty I can't afford not to focus, don't wanna go back to the days I was hopeless
I was broke but I still wasn't broken
Still remember what Tushe told me, nigga
Don't let no hard time ever make you softspoken
Thought if ain't nobody got me, he got me
They hit him with a charge and it shocked me
I ain't talkin' Sylvester Stalone
But I felt all alone when this shit had got Rocky
Niggas thought I would drown, guess they ain't know I'm too motherfuckin' cocky to stop me
Plus I'm good in that water like Lochte
Used to think I can't do it, then watch me
All my life it was rainin', pourin'
Now I'm rockin' the stages, tourin'
Got so used to the pain, it was foreign to smile, now I'm up in the game, I'm scorin'
Never wanted the fame or fortune
Trials and tribulations made it necessity
Tryna not let this life get the best of me
I just feel like God constantly testin' me

Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
(Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you felt some pain
Don't know the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
Maybe I'm goin' insane
Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
(Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you seen some pain
Don't know the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
Fuck how far we got to go, nigga look how far we done came

Ayy, I got that me versus me tatted as a reminder that this life ain't forever
So every day I'm breathin' I'ma be better
Than before, I ain't never been scared to walk with whoever
Except for that man in the mirror, 'cause I know he know me like the pot know the kettle
Too busy pioneerin' shit for me to settle down
Gotta play the game to beat the game, I'm at a new level now, niggas hatin'
Been underrated so God damn long, I don't care how y'all rate me
Talk to God on the daily, give a fuck what y'all niggas sayin'
Hear me loud and clearly
Keep that bullshit off from near me
Bruh, cos 'fore I let you fuck up my life, you gon' have to kill me
My life do a 360 five times on a fuckin' yearly
Just so people near me, can numb they pain, you gotta feel me
Hol' up
Long as my momma good, I'm good as can be
That lil' bread ain't no dope boy, look like Cuba Gooding to me
Nah I ain't made enough yet to get my boys out the hood
But once I do y'all niggas ain't gon' be able to say nothin' to me

Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
(Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you felt some pain
Don't know the sun don' shine 'less you seen some rain
Maybe I'm goin' insane
Swear I keep hearin' them angels callin' my name like
(Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you seen some pain
Don't the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
Fuck how far we got to go, nigga look how far we done came

Angel on my right shoulder the devil sit on my left one
As I walk a mile to change this life, those in my direction
Who needs a mirror to see a reflection, I see myself
Even when the world is dark, and I can't see anything else
I done felt it all
Every emotion, every sensation
(Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
Been a prisoner in my mind, in a cell of my own creation
I wanna escape it
But then again I don't, because this
Made me everything I am, I just pray I never forget

Part II

Hmm, hmm
Turn this shit up
Uh-uh, ayy
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

My bitch
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
When she finished, ayy
My wrist
So bright light, probably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
I just cappin', now I got your attention, listen

Ever since I could remember the cards was against me, but you gotta play em eventually
I keep shit a motherfuckin' century
I see the God in myself, that's why these niggas envy
I put it all on the line, like assembly
And stuck to the code like Da Vinci
Man I'm from Atlanta ho
Hot lemon pepper my ten piece and pink lemonade with the simply (Okay)
Nigga I'm simply, one of the greatest
I ain't gotta say it but fuck it I say it
I let 'em debate it but these niggas know (They know)
They hatin' on Jesus, you know how it go
These niggas be hatin' because they be broke
But they really be broke all because they be hatin' (Ha)
My time is a waste and you nigga complacent
And I see the throne for the motherfuckin' takin’
Say I want a lot (Ayy)
But I want my soul, wherever it goes, whatever I got, ayy
The money, the clothes could never come close
But I'm in the drop like that line didn't matter
My top down the traffic, I'm doin' the most
'Cause they hate a nigga that's motherfuckin' golden but they love a nigga that's covered in gold

So my bitch (My bitch) (my bitch my bitch)
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
(When she finished) When she finished, ayy
My wrist (Ayy)
So bright light, probably make a nigga mad when they hit it
(When they hit it) When they hit it, ayy
My list (Okay, my list)
Got everything I want but never ever had these extensions
(These extensions) These extensions, ayy
So I wish (Ayy, I wish)
A motherfucker would tryna tell me that I ain't the realest
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin'?

Bitch, please, hoe
Prayin' for me to fall off, you gon' always be down on your knees, hoe
My shit been groovy since I was a juve', four hundred degrees, hoe
Martin Luther King, Martin Luther King, I had a dream, hoe
Say I had a dream, I had a dream, fuck is you mean, hoe?
Fuck is you sayin'? We ain't fuckin' playin' but I'm with the team, hoe
Glory to God for makin' it hard, I did it with ease, hoe
Stress on my head, holdin' on by a thread, this shit ain't what it seem, hoe
Ain't what it seem, ain't what it seem

My bitch (My bitch)
My wrist (My wrist)
My list (My list)
I wish (I wish)
They’d say that I ain’t the greatest
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin', bitch?

Come on bruh, nigga has bars
Who's fuckin' with that man, bruh, Cole?
And to my brother nem, bar up
Bar code, boop

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