Taylor Weeze - When Angels Sleep

Ooh
I was broke but speaking money my new language
I heard a black man with a free mind really dangerous
Hell in a cell they want us locked away in cages
City of entertainment but they block the entertainers
Whoa
It's either heaven or Las Vegas
Niggas talking jazz until they get hit with them lasers
Thumbing through this paper like I'm flipping through the pages
Holy water in my cross like buying diamonds bout to save us
Whoa
At night I pray but when angels sleep I keep a glock to protect me
Yeah yeah yeah
I know I'm blessed but when angels sleep I keep my glock to protect me
Yeah yeah yeah
Hanging out that passenger
One eight seven on these niggas like I'm Wesley
Ooh
A nigga had a routing number if he ever said he checked me
Bad bitch off a tab like check please
This a whole different wave switch your jet skis
From the "CRADLE TO THE GRAVE" hustle everything
DOG food and that CHINA call that DMX and JET Li
Only focused on these commas and this music
Hitty played the beat I told em send it then went stupid
Only breaking bread with my blood that's communion
I done seen the money turn niggas into Judas
Fuck a new friend only day ones no recruiting
Pockets swelling up I think my purples got contusions
It's time we all shine
Angels wings on the Rollie bitch we on Gawd time
Whoa
At night I pray but when angels sleep I keep a glock to protect me
Yeah yeah yeah
I know I'm blessed but when angels sleep I keep my glock to protect me
Hanging out that passenger
One eight seven on these niggas like I'm Wesley
A nigga had a routing number if he ever said he checked me
I pray the lord my to soul to keep
Pray the lord my to soul to keep
Please protect from the streets
Pray the lord my soul...

Written by:
Antoine Taylor

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