[Intro]
Oi, a London boy, JP, yuh know
Damn, YP, you mixed this?

[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
Said I know I got angels, I feel it
Rollin' up and I'm keepin' my distance
Fuck everybody, they start movin' different
I'm good on my own, I don't need no assistance
If you know that you crossed me, you dead to me
Stay in the streets, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sesame
Ain't been feelin' no love in a minute
Life is too short and that shit like a snippet
You get in that room, better turn to a cricket
I'ma push 'til I reach me a million
I just started, so I am not finished
I stay in the dark and I write like a critic
I'm a demon, hearts in the stone
Down fours like I'm flyin' with spirit
Won't forget days, I was on my way home
Bullets flyin', still ain't used the phonе for them digits

[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
I was taught to just up it and boom
Said she love mе, but she love me not
She fuck with the opps, said she sendin' the drop
I found out I was clearin' the room
If I don't got the gun, pick a beat
But the bullets still hit him, knock him out his sneaks
Said this bitch is a freak in the sheets
I can't be played 'cause I'm playin' for keeps
I been hurt, I ain't trustin' nobody
When shit gettin' real, is you really on timin'?
I'm a demon, I'm not with the nonsense
Roll up the 'za and it's takin' my conscience
N***as lurkin' and they steady watchin'
Keep a knock in case I gotta dump it
Let it off, so it blow like a trumpet
For my brothers, turn nothin' into somethin'
And then I be thinkin' like, "Where am I goin'?"
Like she be tweakin' and geekin', she know it
Shorty a baddie, her skin get to glowin'
But she got me all in my emotions
I am a demon, but my heart is broken
And that shit gettin' used like a slogan
Said you love me, but you couldn't show it
I put the pain in the Glock and that's why I keep totin'
I said I stay in the streets, give a fuck 'bout a melody
Said you bitches is dumb and you dead to me
Bein' a race, but you can't get ahead of me
I'm ahead 'til you run out of energy
Nowadays, it's just shoot or get shot
So you know I can't die with the knocks
He tried to run, he get put in a box
Like Megan, holes in his socks
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
N***as butt and this shit is so bafflin'
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
N***as butt and this shit is so bafflin'
[Verse 2: Jay Stark]
He be movin' funny, he be wock
Go to my feelings, I'm sippin' on Wocky (I'm sippin' on Wocky)
Said you love me, but you love me not
I can't get too attached, I don't know if you got me (Sometimes I don't know)
That shit crazy, I gave you my love
Put my heart in your hands and you let my shit drop (And you let my shit drop)
'Member days I was on my way home
Used to pray I would make it, kept hearin' them shots (Grrt, grrt)
No construction, we shut down your block (Shut down your block)
They movin' wock, get put in a box (No cap)
If I don't got it on me, I know Jenny with me
If you play, she send forty-one shots (Ayo, Jenn)
Still with the same n***as from the same house (They doubted me)
Said she love me, then she love me not (She love me not)
I'm just prayin' they free all my mans locked
If you run up on me, you get shot (RIP bro, on bro)
Bro goin' dumb, loadin' up off the box (No cap)
Keep a sitchy, I can make it hot (Can make it hot)
If they try to play me, I'm clearin' the spot (Grrt)
But they could not get me, that back door locked, uh
Said I know I got angels, I feel it
They be makin' sure I'm movin' proper (Makin' sure)
Movin' tact', I cannot die with the knocker
If she try to line me, on bro, I'ma drop her (Grrt, no cap)
And you always say I move funny (Funny)
And I put that on bro, you move wocky, uh (On bro)
And sometimes you think I'm a dummy
I be flossin' myself, not the blocker (Gang)
I be flossin' myself, not the blocker
[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
Said I know I got angels, I feel it
Rollin' up and I'm keepin' my distance
Fuck everybody, they start movin' different
I'm good on my own, I don't need no assistance
If you know that you crossed me, you dead to me
Stay in the streets, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sesame
Ain't been feelin' no love in a minute
Life is too short and that shit like a snippet
You get in that room, better turn to a cricket
I'ma push 'til I reach me a million
I just started, so I am not finished
I stay in the dark and I write like a critic
I'm a demon, hearts in the stone
Down fours like I'm flyin' with spirit
Won't forget days, I was on my way home
Bullets flyin', still ain't used the phone for them digits