P Yungin – Big Angel Lyrics

[Intro]
(No, Shawn, you passed the limit)

[Verse 1]
I lost so many so I’m broken heart inside
Gotta keep a pistol on my hip, that’s when I ride
You say you love me but your lust over the line
Yeah, they wan’ murk me, but know I could never die
You playing games but them f*ck niggas gon’ learn
Celebrate your death like Christmas, we gon’ [?]
Went through the pain and the struggle, you can see it in my eyes
Just tryna ball but they killed Trey before I opened up my mind

[Chorus]
I say how you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angеls calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angels calling?
I say how you see your angels calling? How you see your angеls calling?

[Verse 2]
Broke me down, now I’m up [?] no, I can’t handle that
We gon’ go, and I can’t never ever ever get ’em back
[?] dead and gone and I promise to God I want him back
Sacrifices that I made, bitch, you know I’m dealing with that
Chances, I’ve been taking, I’ve been taking
I been patient and been patiently awaiting
Yeah, my nigga face down since he won’t play, man
I got the ticket, let’s take off and we gon’ face it
I ain’t got school so I don’t follow the rules
Seen you with him, you get bust up too
Nigga took my f*cking dawg so what you mean what I’ma do?
I got this f*cking AR in this bitch, yeah, I ain’t playing cool

I ain’t playing possum, nigga, when I pop out, bitch nigga, I’ma shoot

[Chorus]
How you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angels calling?
I say how you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?

[Verse 3]
Say what they did when we posted up there back up in the hood, nigga
What’s the point of used to be good, nigga, but no, it ain’t no good, nigga
I was, yeah, just a lil’ nigga when I knew them niggas wasn’t with a nigga
Then I got older and saw the picture, them f*ck niggas ain’t f*cking with you
They say we dead wrong ’cause we left him on his back
I’ma leave his head gone, pull out ’bout ten in his back
f*ck no, my mind can’t think when I be smoking that gas
I’ma f*ck that bitch and her lone and leave her dead in the past
Choppers gon’ make ’em sing, no, they ain’t never heard that
Bitches don’t mean a thing, yeah, yeah, my dawg told me that
I could f*ck your bitch and leave her lone and you ain’t know about that
[?] for my neck up on the stage and you gon’ get your shit smacked

[Chorus]
How you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?
How you see your angels calling?
I say how you see your angels calling? How you see your angels calling?

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