Halos Songtext
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Halos Songtext
Yeah, yeah
Optimistic, often twisted off the Wocky, liquor (Vodka)
Still be in the same places, but my pockets different (Yeah)
Drip from Tokyo, drop the top, I′m drippin' (Skrrt)
Omertà still the code, that′s still my commitment (That's my religion)
They never saw my vision, but I saw it clear (Saw it clear)
Now it's a fleet of black trucks, wrist is Audemers (Shinin′)
I mean Audemars, say less, we just bought the bar (Yeah)
Break bread with my gang before I buy one of these broads a car
Or a Birkin (Right), shottas with my lurkin′ (Hrrt)
They hate me when I'm not around
It′s always love in person (It's always love in person)
My old bitches know the old me
They just met a different version (Right)
′Cause I done tripled up my earnings
Quadrupled what I'm immersed in
Yeah, pain and glory
The page might′ve changed
But it's the same old story (It's new chapters)
Mix the blue strips with the pink ′cause that′s a money orgy (Right)
Ain't gotta ask if it′s on me, self-explanatory
This world is dangerous, pistols 'round me mandatory, what′s up?
Most of my angels ain't got no halos, halos
Lost my religion, I had to pray more, pray more
Blood hit the pavement and left a stain, yeah
And the only time we cry is in the rain, yeah
Yeah, indie major, hit my lawyer with a big retainer (Racks)
They only love you when you up, that′s in a bitch's nature (Facts)
Drop this Wocky in my cup and let it mix the flavors
Thousand pounds stashed in the crib
Come get a glimpse of nature (Woo)
Bomboclaat, shottas 'round me like I′m in Jamaica (Drrt)
And if that bitch is really for me, I might binge her every day
I used to take an O of hard and hit it with the razor (Chop it)
Drop five thousand on Givenchy suits and get ′em tailored (Shoppin')
Knockin′ classic shit like Anita Baker
Them four words I hate to hear most is "I need a favor"
By the time that beam's on you, you won′t see the laser (No)
But I hope you get to make it before you meet your maker
Before the reaper take you
Most of my angels ain't got no halos, halo
Lost my religion, I had to pray more, pray more
Blood hit the pavement and left a stain, hey
The only time we cry is in the rain, hey
Optimistic, often twisted off the Wocky, liquor (Vodka)
Still be in the same places, but my pockets different (Yeah)
Drip from Tokyo, drop the top, I′m drippin' (Skrrt)
Omertà still the code, that′s still my commitment (That's my religion)
They never saw my vision, but I saw it clear (Saw it clear)
Now it's a fleet of black trucks, wrist is Audemers (Shinin′)
I mean Audemars, say less, we just bought the bar (Yeah)
Break bread with my gang before I buy one of these broads a car
Or a Birkin (Right), shottas with my lurkin′ (Hrrt)
They hate me when I'm not around
It′s always love in person (It's always love in person)
My old bitches know the old me
They just met a different version (Right)
′Cause I done tripled up my earnings
Quadrupled what I'm immersed in
Yeah, pain and glory
The page might′ve changed
But it's the same old story (It's new chapters)
Mix the blue strips with the pink ′cause that′s a money orgy (Right)
Ain't gotta ask if it′s on me, self-explanatory
This world is dangerous, pistols 'round me mandatory, what′s up?
Most of my angels ain't got no halos, halos
Lost my religion, I had to pray more, pray more
Blood hit the pavement and left a stain, yeah
And the only time we cry is in the rain, yeah
Yeah, indie major, hit my lawyer with a big retainer (Racks)
They only love you when you up, that′s in a bitch's nature (Facts)
Drop this Wocky in my cup and let it mix the flavors
Thousand pounds stashed in the crib
Come get a glimpse of nature (Woo)
Bomboclaat, shottas 'round me like I′m in Jamaica (Drrt)
And if that bitch is really for me, I might binge her every day
I used to take an O of hard and hit it with the razor (Chop it)
Drop five thousand on Givenchy suits and get ′em tailored (Shoppin')
Knockin′ classic shit like Anita Baker
Them four words I hate to hear most is "I need a favor"
By the time that beam's on you, you won′t see the laser (No)
But I hope you get to make it before you meet your maker
Before the reaper take you
Most of my angels ain't got no halos, halo
Lost my religion, I had to pray more, pray more
Blood hit the pavement and left a stain, hey
The only time we cry is in the rain, hey
Writer(s): Myles Hadley Lockwood, Annalise Azadian, Cold Spring Motel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
