Angels Lyrics – Toast

Angels Lyrics by Toast

ToniCity
Yeah
ChuxTpat$ePlan
Ya dun know

Mandem wicked and I see they pree me
Them not friends and they want to be me
Ghost them, they can never see me
Matter of fact I moved out the city

It’s a pity
How you a big man talking that little man talk?
Every single day just jokes
You ain’t been a boss

Just chant nonsense ha-ha-ha-ha
You need to floss
It’s a whole lot of people who claiming they got it
They just ’bout the talking they ain’t ’bout the action

I’m killing this rapping, I’m trending in fashion
The verses is hard I been spitting with passion
And check out my resume, really been setting thе bar
Way high, you rappers ain’t been up to par

Ain’t no pulling me down
No gravity on Mars
It’s ours
For the taking

I’m adding somе pressure, them necks I been breaking
Fresh out the jungle feeling like a caveman
I’m done hibernating
I heard when I was out you was calling the shots

Now I’m back on the block and I need me a spot
On the rock
It’s either you really the man
Or you run out of game, damn

Most of you rappers is lame
All of my enemies
After my life they wanna murder me
And when I’m gone they writing R.I.P

Something I will never see, will never see
But I stay with the angels
In the house or the bando
Oh yeah I sing with the angels

Yeah I trap with the halooo
I stay with the angels
In the house or the bando
Oh yeah I sing with the angels

Yeah I trap with the halooo
On the rock it’s either you really the man
Or you run out of game, damn
Most of you rappers is lame, shame

You ain’t my woe, you ain’t gang gang gang gang
I used to want to get the fame fame
Have everybody know my name name
And change my whole family name name name

Yeah yeah, kalikose mukaona ah
Drop bars sona ah
Level up I’m a goner
Y’all chasing your dreams mukugona

Ah ah ah mboba ah
Stay solid like a stoner
You ain’t getting no handouts
You ain’t David, siticheza ndi Madonna

Man can never take me fih idiot
What you claim to do, I done did that
Is it marijuana or sniff crack
That makes you think you can talk smack? Uh

Lately I been feeling like Kodak
Everything black on black, on black on black
No white mm hmm when I zone out
All of my enemies

After my life they wanna murder me
And when I’m gone they writing R.I.P
Something I will never see, will never see
But I stay with the angels

In the house or the bando
Oh yeah I sing with the angels
Yeah I trap with the halooo
I stay with the angels

In the house or the bando
Oh yeah I sing with the angels
Yeah I trap with the halooo
All of my enemies

After my life they wanna murder me
And when I’m gone they writing R.I.P
Something I will never see
Will never see

Stay
House
Sing
Trap

Stay
House
Sing
Trap
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Toast Lyrics – Angels

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Angels