ANGELS TURN TO DEMONS

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Beat by: three6lee Lyrics by: YUNG$TA D Mixing and mastering by: YUNG$TA D LYRICS🔻 CHORUS I told my patna to ride slow because he ride with it on em Get fly if you wanted Hitting licks from six to five in the mourning I’m locked and I’m loaded A hundred pounds to hit what I’m smoking To get where I’m going I’ll put you in the ground for them tokens wrong for provoking keep em hoping wanting wishing and dreaming Just a product of a broken home up plotting and skeaming dreams of candy over glass before I understood the meaning Youngins growing up too fast watching these angels turn to demons VERSE Make sure that gloss get double coated My own boss make my own motive Always taught to never show it Give my last pack to my Brodie Turn that back pack to a holster Told her snap back with that quota Send the rat pack to the toaster Flipping flap jacks till it’s golden They just act bad they ain’t holding double back and show em Get to beating on that drum like Duracell I just keep going Riding like four flats without a jack but I’m still towing None of these pussies got my back na they ain’t that and I been knowing Broken till I broke a piece been smoking till I go to sleep Everybody left me somehow I feel where I’m supposed to be gotta steal to know the thief that’s why they ain’t close to me Approaching me is a dangerous situation think before you speak Gold and diamonds over teeth too playa I told that hoe to leave that was back before I had a stack inside them South Pole jeans rather be asleep until you wake up and it’s all a dream took it to some limits hope I never have to see repeat Remember how they did me I just prayed and charged it to the street I aint turn my back still give my last to make sure that the eat rather bite the hand and take advantage I just let it be Know they won’t do the same for me being real ain’t what it seems CHORUS I told my patna to ride slow because he ride with it on em Get fly if you wanted Hitting licks from six to five in the mourning I’m locked and I’m loaded A hundred pounds to hit what I’m smoking To get where I’m going I’ll put you in the ground for them tokens wrong for provoking keep em hoping wanting wishing and dreaming Just a product of a broken home up plotting and skeaming dreams of candy over glass before I understood the meaning Youngins growing up too fast watching these angels turn to demons

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