Angel With a Smoking Gun

Angel Wit’ A Smoking Gun, You know I do this for fun, Rise with the sun, now you’re all done, it’s my retribution, my retribution
Glock nine tucked, give a fuck who you run wit’, paranoid nights, so I keep me a gun, bitch, talking that shit, one call get you wrapped quick, I don’t rap bitch, stack racks in the matress, spittin’ facts in, you do not, you an actress, smokin’ that shit, yeah, i’m smoking on the cat piss, I’m a rockstar, you can call me Jimi Hendrix, made it real far, ha ha, now you mad bitch
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit’ me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall, ain’t life a trip
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit’ me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall, ain’t life a trip
Demon girl, wit her halo bent
I love it but I can’t pretend, Like I don’t know, you’re fucking all my friends
Was it love, or was it just pretend?
I know you only loved me, cuz, you got drugs for free
I know you only fucked me, cuz, you love it when you bleed I wanna let you know, I don’t miss you when I sleep, cuz to me you’re just a girl that wouldn’t fucking let me leave
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit’ me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall, ain’t life a trip
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit’ me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall, ain’t life a trip