God Send Me An Angel

I'm so sick and tired of fake love
God send me an angel
Everybody turned they back on me
Made me feel so alone
Now I finally see what mama said
She said "boy you know them boys really ain't your friends"
If they don't got something to benefit off of you
They gone up and leave, man you know that shit ain't cool

They tryna break a nigga down
They tryna break a nigga down
But I gotta keep my head up, and get my bread up
(And get my bread up)
I hope mama, I make you proud
Cause your son finally made it now
I hope my sons, I make them proud
Tell yo bitch that, I'm that nigga now (Now)
Niggas praying on my downfall
And all I wanna do is ball
Cause even back then, I had dreams of going broke
Where the fuck these niggas at when I was broke
Now they wanna come around and call me bro
(And call me bro)

I'm so sick and tired of fake love
God send me an angel
Everybody turned they back on me
Made me feel so alone
Now I finally see what mama said
She said "boy you know them boys really ain't your friends"
If they don't got something to benefit off of you
They gone up and leave, man you know that shit ain't cool