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[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Should I just wear a halo?
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels)
Should I just wear a halo? (Mm-hmm)
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels, yeah, angels)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah
I've been grindin' all my life, chasin' dreams
Not really payin' attention what it do to my health
And I could tell you that this life ain't what it seems
But no matter what it is, I stay true to myself
I say young nigga rumble and stay humble through the fake shit
All this money and bad bitches, I'm in the matrix
Tryna be successful and still fighthing over cases
At times I get angry at God, like, "Why you take Nip?"
Got me losin' hope in the hood, I'm feelin' hatred
From niggas that look just like me, same color faces
She say she ain't **** in a year, I told her taste it
She did it on the first night, and I'm lookin' for my first wife
Tryna find trust in my heart, but it don't work right
Think I'm gettin' numb to the pain, 'cause it don't hurt right
I just wanna go to my hood, wheelie a dirtbike
And post up on the block with the ones that think that I forgot how we was standin' on the corner with them Glocks
But I know, if I go back to that corner, I'll get shot
Or get robbed, in a box to make me fade away
I miss y'all too but this my calling to go pave the way, for real
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
And everybody competin' on social media
Shit is fake, all it did was make us greedier
I got it all, and I be still feelin' needier
Tryna shine for all the times they ain't believe in us
So I kinda relate when I see you bein' fake
Shorty take that makeup off, I wanna see your face
Standin' in the club, poppin' bottles, sippin' Ace
Lookin' at the people, lookin' at me like I'm straight
Know that I've goin' through some shit that I don't speak about
Lately I've been [?], man, **** it, I'ma leave it out
Let 'em know my business, they gon' judge me, **** it, leave it out
I've been soul searchin' all alone, diggin' deeper now
Tryna find my truth, dreamchasin' as a youth
Last night, shit, I was stressin', I woke up and bought a coupe
Put it on the 'Gram and made a caption that was cool
But I feel better when I'm pickin' papi up from school
Just chill with my mind, this feel better than when I'm chillin' with the dawgs, I know
All these hoes they ain't really on my side and I know
Say he my bro, but he ain't really down to slide
And it's a few that got my back, and I could fill it in my spine
And we gon' chase these dreams
Pray the money never make me change
But I got [?] just to make these lanes
This gon' make me aim even higher than ever
Sincerely yours, you know I'm gonna forever
[Outro: Brent Faiyaz]
Though it gets hard for me, gotta make a living (A living)
Nigga got mouth to feed, can't turn up missing
Niggas do wrong by me, I'm unforgiving