Angels

Lyrics

[Verse 1: GRIP] Won't forget the lessons she taught me She'd smoke cigarettes and drink coffee Never be too extra, speak softly Even when you depressed, just think lofty Protect your neck when you in these streets 'cause every step could be costly Make sure the Devil keep off me, take no regrets to your coffin Sometimes I sit at your grave and really don't know what to say So many thoughts inside my head I never show or convey So I end up talkin' 'bout some random shit that happen that day Just to tell myself, "My nigga, she can't hear you, no way" I'm ashamed that I feel silly talkin' to grass So I put this beat on and lay down every thought I can grasp A walk through the past, lives lost in the crash And would they be here today if they chose to take an alternate path? All the hearts that I broke, all the love that we made All the dirt I swept underneath the rug, just to save Their perception of me, shit, my intentions was good Far too late to take it back, but I be wishin' I could Forever misunderstood, I ain't easy to love Was out of touch and out of reach when you just needed a hug I got mad at Sm00ve for droppin' some old shit that we made Got cold and disengaged, never got to tell him thanks for the road this nigga paved Early in my career, now the only way I can give him his roses is his grave If you can't save yourself, then who's soul you finna save? What road you finna pave? Corroded and depraved (Hol' up) [Chorus: Auni Saxton & GRIP] Oh, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And let my angels sing Oh, oh, let my angels sing Oh, oh-oh, let my angels sing Oh, oh-oh (Yeah, uh) [Verse 2: GRIP] Threw all my morals out the window, chasin' dollar bills Rap was a hobby still that lead me to some solid deals I'm stressed, the homie be like, "Bruh, you gotta chill" But if you was bearin' all of this weight You would probably feel like you body build They hit me like, "I've seen you on TV with such and such" So I'm the man when the fam need a couple bucks Truth is, I got it, but I ain't got it But still'll end up doin' a solid just 'cause I'm solid Shows ain't sellin' out, shit, I probably won't even profit That's why when they say they proud of my progress, I switch the topic I heard, "Don't be so deep, it'll hit if it's more melodic" But it's fans that say that I saved they lives with shit that I jotted It's a balance, and since I would choose to pursue this talent I ultimately accepted the challenge, so here's my ballad This goes for all the ones who gon' ride till the end I really appreciate the love, signed by a friend, uh [Chorus: Auni Saxton & GRIP] Oh, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And let my angels sing Oh, oh, let my angels sing Oh, oh-oh, let my angels sing Oh, oh-oh