The A Team

I went to school with maria, the other day I seen her

Dancing up and down on the pole

When I was smoking on some tiva

She was a cheerleader

What happened to her, nobody knows

Got me feeling like an asshole

I got it perfect, and I don’t know

If I deserve it

And when I’m on stage, I see a memory

It fucks me up cause, it could have been me

And they say she’s on the class a team

Stuck in her day dream

Been this way since 18, but lately

Her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries and they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we’re just under the upper hand

And go for a couple of grams

She don’t wanna go outside tonight

And in her pi she flies to the motherland

Or sells love to another man

And it’s too cold outside

For angels to fly, for angels to fly

I ain’t spoken to my best friend in over 2 years

It’s fucked up cause he’s addicted to the pills

And he’s fucked up

Not too long ago, we was on the come u

Your 2 best friends got signed, no such luck

See you was in the group or shine,

We either still shine and dine

And we was all jut tryin not to wake up my mom

But kanye didn’t want you

A couple years later then I got signed too

You always felt like we didn’t do enough for you

If you done been patient, we could make more moves

And now I’m hearing stories

I know your 2 best friends just living our your dreams

I let you pack, I let you pack

I feel like I let you down and there ain’t no fucking drug for that

Her we go, here we go

Cause we’re just under the upper hand

And go for a couple of grams

He don’t wanna go outside tonight

And in the pi he flies to the motherland

Get stove from the pusha man

And it’s too cold outside

For angels to fly, for angels to fly.