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brandon_musiq - angelic 26 lyrics

yeah
rha (shee)

[verse1]
uh, back on a newer mission
all aboard, only fans allowed, no subscription..
20/20 don’t need a perscription
keep in contact, see the vision..
last decade wish it good riddance…
new decade embracing all the blessings..
last decade i was fighting spirits..
this decade we are well protected..
she got crystals all over the crib
i might get something to sit on my hip..
more focused on making hits
than getting you hit…
focused on the mills, making the bread…
something feel different i don’t know what it is
maybe the realisation, that this is it…
abouta hit 26, (d+mn)
game full of these politics.. (d+mn)
and tweets from these cool ass kids, but the west know who the realist is..(ahuh)

chorus
i’m back
i’m back
i’m back

[verse 2]
busy cooking, no kitchen..
lyrical tongue back in commission..
if i shoot, just know i ain’t missing..
where’s the mic? feel like he been missing..
fell in some p+ssy now he slipping he tripping..
playing dad, he gotta be kidding…
playing ball, man he gotta be hooping..
ain’t no way he turned a rebound into a something…(d+mn)
no offense but you moving real wassy….
it’s been a while since you hung with the posse(pasie) …
tell me is she your proxy?
easy, no time for keeping it pc…hold up

[verse 3]

26 with so many bills…
i got a job to get the cash up, like i’m working the tills..
life checks (cheques) , i had nothing in savings …
so i sent the text yeah, so i can finesse all the payments (+)
always indebted ,loyalty just all in my nature …
pray for blessings and god deliver
all my sins so he gotta be a forgiver…
had rainy days like that week in december…
i got sh+t that i hate to remember …
let go of the drama, you wait for your karma..
that’s words to my father…
that’s words on my mama
rha a power hitter, 92 madona..
yeah yeah..
life lessons, gotta keep it moving
i keep it moving like i’m relocating..
i play my role, but i’m never playing..
if i don’t like you, i don’t like you.. i’m just saying…
for the family i’d do so much..
if it have to pop boy, you get rushed..
foot on your neck, and it sit flush..
actions speak loud, yeah and your words been hush…
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
hold up
yeah yeah
if i address you, you can tel
but id prefer to connect with you through these bars like a brand new cell…(prr)

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