ANGEL EYES - Kenny Mason

Lyrics by：Edwin Green

Composed by：Edwin Green

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I got angel eyes overseein'

Every zone I be in

Feds got me brodie free

Free

Ho what's good I got juug money on this Visa

Can't no one do it how I do it 'til I show a teacher

I split my brain in half I be sayin' **** I don't agree with

Tee

I was raised by maniacs I bring that strap to Sunday meetings

I want the latest pack don't bring that pack if some will seen it

I want the latest Scat' painted black like Raider's cap

I bring it past the corner ayy

Puffy boy pistols out in public

Extra clip inside the duffy store it

Doin' what ain't been done before just to beat the ones before

Playin' with the stick

Stick

Rest in peace to Dumbledore

Never give a nigga your recipe unless the fee gon' come before

Crumblin' the Camelton I compliment the carnivores

We cook on one accord

Shawty **** with this 9 **** **** I need a number for

Hoodie on me like number four

**** I need a genre for I shift this **** like underscore

When it come to countin' them commas up ***** I'm the connoisseur

When it come I count them hundreds up until my thumbs get sore

Never play with the reaper every thing I reap I'm gonna sow

I know some of my brothers know

That's why I got angel eyes overseein'

Every zone I be in

Feds got me brodie free

Free

Ho what's good I got juug money on this Visa

Haha

Can't no one do it how I do it 'til I show a teacher

I split my brain in half I be sayin' **** I don't agree with

Uh

I was raised by maniacs I bring that strap to Sunday meetings

Uh

I want the latest pack don't bring that pack if some will seen it

I want the latest Scat' painted black like Raider's cap

I bring it past the corner

Oversee yo' side with angel eyes on me despite them tryna demonize

My nigga don't need no time to prep he came on demon time

I don't like to see them lights from 12 I'm tryna leave on time

Every time they leave me by myself I show my emo side

I was tellin' these tales about the 3 that you had an emo vibe

We brought that scale out you could see it wasn't no Nemo vibes

I was earnin' paper in Atlanta no Gambino vibes

It was gangbangers and some scammers tellin' me we yo' kind

***** I walk with light

I wasn't tryna be Walter White I was taught to write

By myself in times I find myself in thought at night

Knew one day I was gon' find myself

And ***** I called it right feel like

I got angel eyes overseein'

Every zone I be in

Feds got me brodie free

Free

Ho what's good I got juug money on this Visa

Can't no one do it how I do it 'til I show a teacher

I split my brain in half I be sayin' **** I don't agree with

Tee

I was raised by maniacs I bring that strap to Sunday meetings

I want the latest pack don't bring that pack if some will seen it

I want the latest Scat' painted black like Raider's cap

I bring it past the corner

'Preciate this ****

Really needed this ****

What the what the **** is this

That's an angel eye right there bro

Angel eye Why they call that **** angel eye

'Cause twin that that stuff right there

Like when you smoke that **** shawty you gon' see angels