Angel

Met shorty back in high
School high heels navy
Blue dress tight with a capital T
She had a appetite for the fast
Life as you can see
Only messing with niggas with leather seats
Lead tiny rims and big sub woofers that beat
Down the block
Like a drummer boy in a parade per say
Tiffany watch blinded my eyes
Even through shades
Having me hiding mine from the swap
Meet like an Easter egg
We got close she scooped me to
The game she played like PE
Niggas copped her anything that she pleased
I couldn't knock her shit I was
Trying to take her down myself
Plenty nights staring at her pictures feeling
Myself that's too much description
But I will tell you bout this one incident
She asked a nigga to sell her
His soul then he froze
Then he considered it
And that's some cold shit cause she so
Hot it just don't make sense
I hear the beez buzzing and the birds
Chirping when I'm wit her blurry
Vision couldn't see she was a blunt
Everybody hit it at least once
I won't acquit her till she fuck me over
I heard she got the virus too
But she say she cool
She specialize in terrorizing whole crews
With the lust demons she posses
Prada bags full of broke
Condoms and contracts signed over the vagina
That read easy access and it's never denied
A devil in disguise
With ulterior motives to rise
While you fall shorter than a
Dwarf cut at the thighs
That's when I realized everything she
Told me was lies
I was living in hell in love with an angel

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