Angel With a Smoking Gun

Angel Wit' A Smoking Gun
You know I do this for fun
Rise with the sun
Now you’re all done
It’s my retribution, my retribution
Glock nine tucked, give a fuck who you run wit'
Paranoid nights, so I keep me a gun, bitch
Talking that shit, one call get you wrapped quick
I don’t rap bitch, stack racks in the mattress
Spittin' facts in, you do not, you an actress
Smokin' that shit, yeah, i’m smoking on the cat piss
I’m a rockstar, you can call me Jimi Hendrix
Made it real far, ha ha, now you mad bitch
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit' me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall,
ain’t life a trip
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit' me, then thy jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall,
ain’t lif a trip
Demon girl, wit her halo bent
I love it but I can’t pretend
Like I don’t know, you’re fucking all my friends
Was it love, or was it just pretend?
I know you only loved me, cuz, you got drugs for free
I know you only fucked me, cuz, you love it when you bleed
I wanna let you know, I don’t miss you when I sleep
Cuz to me you’re just a girl that wouldn’t fucking let me leave
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit' me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall,
ain’t life a trip
I’ve been through a lifetime of hardshit
I had everybody wit' me, then they jumped ship
I got PTSD, got a thirty round clip, serpents praying on my fall,
ain’t life a trip