Angels II

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Tell me how it feel
Late night, kept it real
Now I wonder if I’ll make it, and if not, I’m pushing pills
Wu-Tang writtens, while the beat is like Mike Will
Dawg, now they knocked his ass out, NyQuil
Telling stories from a very different time
See the pain up in these eyes
I’ma die for my neighborhood
We live and fall behind
I don’t really get it
Stepping on these J’s and we gon’ get livid
Little cousin dead, only aged when living
Pour one out for him in the ice-cold winter
Sleeping on that bench and never think ‘bout what’s for dinner
Thought about the past, and the passion
The ratchets catch us
We was out there every day, homie, skipping classes
Tryna make a dollar for my Momma, everlasting
We ain’t had nothing but a dream
I ain’t laughing
Five-O roll, better pray they ain’t (Gunshot)

[Chorus]
So young, I don’t even wanna go near no one
So dumb, rolling that blunt, my medicine
Oh no, no
Shot his ass down, no photo
Getting too high, still low though
In the drop-top, move slow-mo

[Bridge]
Look into the sky with these eyes, on time
Angels never fly when we die
Know why you been on my mind
We gon’ climb
All right, all night, angels all night

[Verse 2]
Years pass by, still, I never could escape it
Problems that we facing on the streets on the daily
Praying to a God, like really, really save me
I guess it’s different in the city where I’m from
Blunt been raised, couple shots in his lungs
Thinking ‘bout the last thing he said, then he done
Made my chest burn and my heart so numb
Phone stay ringing, know my eyes still rough
Bloody by the knuckles, swear this shit been in a rut
Found that you passed, all about giving up
No one in my life ever really gave a fuck
Told me I should write it all down, said trust
You can make it out this bitch, but really, all for what?
Money, diamonds, change, clothes
Everybody die, we don’t all get a halo
I think the worst shit about another soul been lost to the Draco

[Chorus]
So young, I don’t even wanna go near no one
So dumb, rolling that blunt, my medicine
Oh no, no
Shot his ass down, no photo
Getting too high, still low though
In the drop-top, move slow-mo

[Outro]
Look into the sky with these eyes, on time
Angels never fly when we die
Know why, you been on my mind
We gon’ climb
All right, all night, angels all night