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No Angel
This the
end of all that fake shit I'm y'all replacement Ain't no difference between you rappers Y'all all make the
same shit Yeah my flow is phenomenal Build the
beat like bionicle I'm the
proof that if you really want it, this shit is possible Yeah, the
whip is lemon scented and the
windows is tinted Had to switch it up a
bit so I
could say it's authentic Little bitch go run and tell all of your friends that the
old Oliver's dead I'll stop pretending, think I'm just gonna be myself instead I
do this shit for everyone who's showing me love I'm either working on the
music or I'm rolling it up Man y'all be so played out, you trendy rappers gotsta go If you looking for that fire, know you fucking with a
pro You see me spark that cigarillo, then I
take a
puff Some days I
want to call it quits, feel like I
had enough You got me so fucked up if you think I'm 'bout to quit 'Cause I
care way too much about my family and this rapping shit No, you won't find me at the
club, I
bottle pop at the
crib Rolling up and celebrating all of my accomplishments This right here on some honest shit I'm only rapping from my heart If I
was worried about the
hits I'd make some pop shit for the
charts In my bedroom zoning out Know my drip got end the
drought All the
kids who rocking with me, ya'll know what we talking 'bout Yo this the
end of all that fake shit, I'm yall replacement Ain't no difference between you rappers Y'all all make the
same shit, bitch I
cry myself to sleep like almost every night I
hope you know I'm no angel If I
die alone on my bedroom floor then that's alright I
hope you know I'm no angel It's the
reaper creeping slow, I
know you see me when you dreaming Been a
minute, I
was in it, I
came back, but now it's seeming Beneath the
scene they preaching to the
teens to pop them beans, so It seems to me you need to scheme and fiend to stack them c-notes At night, I
contemplate about my time on the
earth And every day I
gotta choose between the
verse and hearse Suicidal, anxiety inside of denial And my head is my rival, but see, the
pen is my rifle These other rappers so concerned about the
money and fame But I
got kids who tell me that they held a
gun to they brain Then they put it down when they heard a
line in my song And that's something more important than what station I'm on Y'all aiming straight for the
charts, I'm aiming straight for the
chest I
only speak from the
heart, you only riding the
trends You fucking goof, so try and say I'm lacking the
juice I'll bodybag a
rapper, tag 'em, and send them back to the
booth I
cry myself to sleep like almost every night I
hope you know I'm no angel If I
die alone on my bedroom floor then that's alright I
hope you know I'm no angel I
cry myself to sleep like almost every night I
hope you know I'm no angel If I
die alone on my bedroom floor then that's alright I
hope you know I'm no angel
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