I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks
Efficient like i was called ergonomics/
A guiding angel to see
Cause all i want is you, baby
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
They called my effort bullshit
Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin
That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,
Ha, that make it hard to be faithful
Like that tragedy chris angel,
Tell them niggas they slipping
Guess that's why it's called tripping
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >