"Angel" lyrics
I'm a ridah
Yamsayin'
It's like this though
As I walk through The Valley of The Shadow of Death
I shall fear no evil
No man
That's Right
Angel
Project housing
Pickin' through the creases
Kid's shoutin'
Reachin' for they pieces
The streets is thick, there's only room for one way
Even lil' niggas participate in the gun play
The homies by my Yay
Monday through Sunday
Pull in San Francisco
Meet me at the runway
What can I say, It's the hand I was dealt
The penitentary and the county, I can handle myself
But I hop back, in the streets
Top back, in the heat
Sittin' on birds
Told me, I should [?]
Shit used to pop off like Thundercats
Now my granny see me in The Source with a hunnid racks
For real homie it's obsurd just to think
I got blood behind bars, like they serving a drink
And it make these niggas nerv just to blink
415 on my neck that's in permanent ink
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
LA, Dego, Compton, Eddy Street
Nigga you from Santa Clara where white folks be parkin' they h3s
I got em' for cheap, niggas got to eat too
So I give em' room and let em fill up that Grape Suite
I done seen police chalk up and tape streets
That's how it goes when you caught in it waist deep
This ain't a movie though, homie this is real livin'
I'm suprised I'm still livin
I coulda lost my life too
And back then who woulda knew that droppin' out of high school was the right move
I didn't have a slight clue, what this game might do
And now I'm in a white Coupe, mouth fulla ice cubes
I slide through guns drawn like parts of the canvas
Makin' niggas fall to the canvas
When I say peep jay's I ain't talkin' pajamas
It's like construction work how we walk with da hammas
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
The lil' homies don't know how to read, but they know how to grind and sell keys
Grittin' hard we got mouths to feed
My family countin' on me nigga so about my cheese, I be spittin' shells like sunflower seeds
You know how it be in the heart of the city
Double breasted on my vest make it harder to hit me
Watch the store I go hard, with a drawer full of sticky
Flamed up, no starch in my Dickies
It's the Boy Boy
And if you lookin' for it, we got it all day
And we givin' out samples like Kanye
We in them hallways, tryna bust them knots
And we do this always and it just don't stop
Till they swimmin' in Jewels, Lemonhead jewels
Stones jumpin off the borders, like the immigrants do
I'ma hustla, and I'm lookin for the cornas with the trees, like a Timberland Shoe
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
Angel
Yamsayin'
It's like this though
As I walk through The Valley of The Shadow of Death
I shall fear no evil
No man
That's Right
Angel
Project housing
Pickin' through the creases
Kid's shoutin'
Reachin' for they pieces
The streets is thick, there's only room for one way
Even lil' niggas participate in the gun play
The homies by my Yay
Monday through Sunday
Pull in San Francisco
Meet me at the runway
What can I say, It's the hand I was dealt
The penitentary and the county, I can handle myself
But I hop back, in the streets
Top back, in the heat
Sittin' on birds
Told me, I should [?]
Shit used to pop off like Thundercats
Now my granny see me in The Source with a hunnid racks
For real homie it's obsurd just to think
I got blood behind bars, like they serving a drink
And it make these niggas nerv just to blink
415 on my neck that's in permanent ink
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
LA, Dego, Compton, Eddy Street
Nigga you from Santa Clara where white folks be parkin' they h3s
I got em' for cheap, niggas got to eat too
So I give em' room and let em fill up that Grape Suite
I done seen police chalk up and tape streets
That's how it goes when you caught in it waist deep
This ain't a movie though, homie this is real livin'
I'm suprised I'm still livin
I coulda lost my life too
And back then who woulda knew that droppin' out of high school was the right move
I didn't have a slight clue, what this game might do
And now I'm in a white Coupe, mouth fulla ice cubes
I slide through guns drawn like parts of the canvas
Makin' niggas fall to the canvas
When I say peep jay's I ain't talkin' pajamas
It's like construction work how we walk with da hammas
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
The lil' homies don't know how to read, but they know how to grind and sell keys
Grittin' hard we got mouths to feed
My family countin' on me nigga so about my cheese, I be spittin' shells like sunflower seeds
You know how it be in the heart of the city
Double breasted on my vest make it harder to hit me
Watch the store I go hard, with a drawer full of sticky
Flamed up, no starch in my Dickies
It's the Boy Boy
And if you lookin' for it, we got it all day
And we givin' out samples like Kanye
We in them hallways, tryna bust them knots
And we do this always and it just don't stop
Till they swimmin' in Jewels, Lemonhead jewels
Stones jumpin off the borders, like the immigrants do
I'ma hustla, and I'm lookin for the cornas with the trees, like a Timberland Shoe
Angel
It's sneakers on the wires
Crack in the hood, sneakers on the tires
Ask the homie, he'll tell you what it is
Posted on the block cause we get it how we live
Just guide me when ya boy come through
And walk with me if the boys come through
It's a constant grind, we do this all the time
And I ain't hard to find
Angel
