DARK ANGELS CRY TOO Video (MV)

My cherie amour
But a blind man could see
The pain you endure
Pray the lord
Receive blessings
You have in store
Keep away
From them demons
Creeping at your door
With a tech nine
For your bedside
Like a bed light
Or
A lil sage for them days
That you can't go on
I'm curious
Do you know who the f*ck you are?
What you here for?
Cuz if you did you
Wouldn't cry these tears no more
Lifes a bitch, but she's bad one
But if you gone let her f*ck
Then wear a magnum
If she send the opps again
You better drag em
Questions don't come with cash
Then don't ask it
If you feeling cunt today
Then don't mask it
Just get up in your bag
Ya briefcase and ya basket
Just be yourself again
Make it a habit
I'd rather off myself
Than force you niggas just to like me
Better off myself
It's Probably better for my psyche
Only checking for me
For a check
Ain't talking Nike
Weed my only company
No need to invite me
Don't f*ck with friends
With too much friends
It make me hesitant
They do for clout
I do without
And look who relevant
I rock these here Versaces shades
Just for the hell of it
Look how I'm selling it
Stay in my element
Body mind spirit
Sound mind I can hear it
I wrote em in these lyrics
My Karma looking clearer
Striving for perfection
Still been a heathen
Guess I'll call it even
F*ck it least I'm breathing