Angels & Demons ft. Peezy Lyrics

My nigga Lee I think we got another one

Made 10 at 9 lil nigga and still hustling

My dawg just fought a fraud case and still punching

Don't give a fuck what you made that shit nothing

They like I thought you scam what you doing wit a stuffer

What's the number

Catch me in yo town wit that tuhh

If they catch me wit that shh

They gone throw my ass the book

Spent a dub on my wrist to make em look

If yo hoe in arm reach then that hoe getting took

You know whats going on when you see me in yo town

How I'm gaining weight but keep losing all these pounds

Cuz say he need a tuh I'm on 8 mile and mound

Had a writer in my pocket when I wore my cap and gown

You know how we do lamb chops shots of remy

Later on tonight imma slam her in a Bentley

I done drunk so many lines of Wockhardt I need a kidney

I had to sell crack on a dead end to make a living

She know I'm worth some dog shit she throwing me the kitty

But I don't even want it bitch I'm counting up a half a ticket

Ain't wit the internet talking catch me out in traffic wit it

I been balling for so long I don't even practice nigga

Shh I'm like A.I. I a cross you

If I front yo pussy ass and you don't pay me I a stalk you

She keep staring at the Roley she can't take her eyes off

I told the label I need at least 10 or I ain't talking

Shh

I ain't fall off I just fell back

Riding round the city wit some demons in a hellcat

I just flew to Cali wit the money they got mailed back

I told my nigga wrap them bitches tight so they can't smell that

I ain't fall off I just fell back

Riding round the city wit some demons in a hellcat

I just flew to Cali wit the money they got mailed back

I told my nigga wrap them bitches tight so they can't smell that

I ain't fall off bitch I fell back

Riding wit some demons in a hellcat

Yeah

Wrap them bitches tight so they can't smell that

Yeah

Just flew in wit the money they got mailed back