Angel (Dirty Money Freestyle)

Yeah, yeah, yo

Ayo, I'm laughing at the critics in the booth

I just throw on the ray bans

And pour a lil liquor in my juice

My flow ain't a critical dispute

I pushed myself so hard it could be considered physical abuse

Life like a circus when it come to this fame

I've been walking a tight rope for years juggling pain

Had to struggle to gain

You can see the thorough in my eyes

I like to shake these nigga's hand and feel the girl in they vibe

I'm leavin' nigga's by the curb where his ride

It's something buried inside

That felt different back when jerl was alive

Yeah, I'm on my grind what you whinin' and mad foe

I ain't throwin' shade you can't shine in my shadow

Compare my poise to the pathetic in you

Pardon my rhetoric but you better get etiquette school

You embellish irrelevance you unintelligent fools

And you lack the vernacular that deems you eligible

Walk through hell and I'm cool

Swim through the pool of forbidden water

Hell, fire, scorch, I lived in the midst of torture

Hardships distortion unfortunate misfortunes

Alternate grief for us no alternate resources

These courses I ran made a man of me

It's funny how I used to think pain made a family

Love harder, but love only bring the pain

All that shit confusing is a bitch and it seem the same

Seen the game from angles you couldn't imagine

It's pushing your luck to say I'll never be pushing a phantom

Hurt from where it get

Hated in the trap

If you get beaten in a scrap then you reaching for your strap

And it's funny how they greet you with a dap, how they hug you

Tell you to stay up before they bring you and attack

If I ever feel defeated with this rap it's a wrap

I will literally chase success down and beat it with a bat

I'm a heathen when I zap

It's a reason that I rap

You will never see the day nor the evening that I, slack

No stressin', progression is no question

And tribulation with no faith is no blessin'

No guessin' and I'm so sincere

That I'm so on your ass if you don't concur

Cause rappers all fake like smoke and mirrors

And I've been on the snap like spoken word

Audiences, ya'll ridiculous and hardly vicious

Guard your trenches be consciousnesses ya'll all pretenders

And I'm from where the choppers be

Where nigga's get bagged like a shopping spree

Way nice I'm on my ray rice it ain't no stoppin' me

And that's just what they do for fun

And if you standin' next to em' that's a two for one

Welcome to the wire where we hirin' a goon or two

It'll look like we made fliers for your funeral

Who are you to judge me?

Assuming you above me

But you never been around for all my beautiful's and uglie's

Trust me, I ain't even on my third style

I ain't even start reachin' in my word pile

With no words I could make your girl smile

With four words I could the world bow

Ya'll nigga's thorough how

Let's get this real clear

I've been through everything

And I'm still here

Some say I'm cocky, too conceited

But they ain't see all the superficial's I superseded

No more fallin'

Forever standin'

This time when I take flight I'm never landing

Waving at everything below

Had a smokey past but my future so debow

Watch what you record and I ain't talkin tivo

Meet me in the sky motherfucker, zero