Song Lyrics

So I keep hearin' the angels call out my name like
Say all that past is just the past, nigga my best days ahead of me
And that's what the f*ck I'm walkin' toward
Amen
Ay, 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 here, right you wish, nigga
Motherfuckers need to get off my dick, nigga
I was missin' the big picture
Switch my whole 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 some good in that water like Loch Ness
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
(Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay)
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
(Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay)
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
F*ck how far we got to go, nigga look how far we done came

Ay, I got that (?) 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 f*ck what y'all niggas sayin'
Hear me loud and clearly
Keep that bullshit off from near me
Bruh, 'cause 'fore I let you f*ck up my life, you gon' have to kill me
My life do a 365 times on a fuckin' yearly
Just so people near me, can numb their 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 good 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
(Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay)
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
(Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay)
Yeah, can't know what joy feels like 'less you seen some pain
Don't the sun gon' shine 'less you seen some rain
F*ck 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
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

Turn the shit up
Uh-uh, ay
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ay, ay, ay, ay

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

Ever since I could remember the cause was against me
But you gotta play 'em eventually
I keep shit a motherfuckin' century
I see the God in myself, this 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
Hot lemon pepper my ten piece and pink lemonade with the sippin' (okay)
Nigga I'm simply, one of the greatest
I ain't gotta say it but f*ck 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'
My time is a waste and you nigga complacent
And I see the throne for the motherfuckin' takers
Say I want a lot (ay)
But I want my soul, wherever it goes, whatever I got, ay
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 had a nigga that's motherfuckin' golden
But they love a nigga that's covered in gold

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

Brandon Phillips-taylor, Deante Van Hitchcock

The duration of Angels is 6:10 minutes and seconds.