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slump6s – angels lyrics

[intro]
okay, let go (ayy, cgm, where you at?)
yeah, uh
ooh (zaysk!llz)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i gotta walk with a .9
i can not go out, gotta lotta money, and alot on the line (huh)
i got alot on my mind
n+ggas don’t want me to shine
[?], now she callin’ my line
the way that she hittin’ me up, i can’t stand ho’
you n+gga be faker, the f+ck, i can’t stand up
i’m buyin’ that b+tch a new b+tt, huh
that’s a bankroll (huh)
my n+gga, they sippin’ on mud, they seein’ the angels

[verse]
ain’t care ’bout that b+tch, she a sl+t
hoppin’ in a ‘rango
my n+ggas they pullin’ up (yeah)
they don’t gotta aim though
y’all n+ggas don’t do enough
i’m puttin’ in pain for it
y’all n+ggas not foolin’ us
y’all really be [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
p+ssy, said he finna knock me off
okay n+gga, then do it
money talk, b+tch, i’m flowin’
b+tch, i got influence
stay with straps, like a post it
n+gga be on that bullsh+t
f+ck a half, b+tch i’m buyin’ the full sh+t
at the crib, still gotta movе in
i got real n+ggas in my circle
you got fake n+ggas in thе stu’ with you
gas, same color, purple
yeah, my blunt got nothin’ to do with you
n+ggas tryna take off my plate, and that’s what i couldn’t eat my food with them
my brother, yeah, he ride around with a tool with him
i’m in la, f+ckin’ with some twins
yeah, i’m f+ckin’ two of them
my n+ggas out the way, n+gga, we ain’t cool with them
i’m gettin’ racks, so boy what you say? [?]
[chorus]
i gotta walk with a .9
i can not go out, gotta lotta money, and alot on the line (huh)
i got alot on my mind
n+ggas don’t want me to shine
[?], now she callin’ my line
the way she hittin’ me up, i can’t stand ho’
you n+gga be faker, the f+ck, i can’t stand up
i’m buyin’ that b+tch a new b+tt, huh
that’s a bankroll (huh)
my n+gga, they sippin’ on mud, they seein’ the angels

[outro]
huh, ooh+ooh (hey, yeah)

- slump6s lyrics

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