Styles P
Styles P - Where The Angels Sleep lyrics
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Yeah Okayy yeah Eh Yeah Southside!! Eh!! Styles P Yeah Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep Even though the streets full of heat Still I gotta make ends meet Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep I pray that my soul you keep cuz me wa fi to dwell where the angel's sleep Life is getting way too deep when I die I wanna go where the angels sleep Yeah I'm outside trying to make ends meet my meds Ten deep and a range of best jeeps room 2, niggers is shoot you, it's crucial Ain't Marley Mar but am part of the Druice crew Brass in the bark of the dutch, and the deuce deuce Spit on a nuke to get loot I'm the shit lou Shit is a dog like pitbull, a shih tzu Right arm up in a fist getting clenched too Give them an inch and them niggers will take a mile Fall to they style and them niggers will try to style on But not me nigger, Amma Cafie nigger Can't pop me nigger I always come with a good plan And if that don't work, I switch out to the hood plan Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep Even though the streets full of heat Still I gotta make ends meet Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep I pray that my soul you keep cuz me wa fi dwell where the angel's sleep Gone is protection, X is intersection Trunk full of weed in the chevy, pulled in a Wesson Fire will burn but we never would learn a lesson Till the cell door close, move more keys Til we sell more hoes, and bag more friends We ain't wanna be criminals we have more plans but it ain't planned out it's rocks in this pot that I gotta hand out As soon as they fan out That's the old days This the new days now it's Salvia, kush, lemon and Poo day Hi def, wifi, clear as blue ray, But still old school like the handy antenna You could play with the fan or bang your bandana Ask me to go sir, ask me the most Lyrical motherfucker in the game no jokes 45 will leave your ass hot, no smoke Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep Even though the streets full of heat Still I gotta make ends meet Jah be like a long cloth to my feet Guide and protect me when things get deep I pray that my soul you keep cuz me wa fi dwell where the angel's sleep ... Say EH!! Yeah!! ... Say Give us strength