Black Dre - Angels in the Outfield Lyrics

Who would've thought This turn me into an Author
Niggas they Wrote me off
Now they writing me offers
My ogs new clubhouse is the coffin
Death is just an illusion reason i still call him
The sun sets you can bet I'm Out still
I pray to god i got Angels in the outfield
Cuz my demons working overtime these days and shit
Trapped in the ghetto so you see Amazing shit
Asking god to send somebody that's supporting my vision
The energy you bring around funny i feel it
Kill beat til Homicide Department can feel it
Top 5 City Realist
Djs the promoters anyone that f*cked us over
Labels owners now my cup runneth over
Came humble when i had to ask you niggas for help
Y'all Denied at us the door so im id at our self
Now its proud of you and congratulations
You really Killing shit I knew you'd Make it
Tables Turn Now we Trading places
That's what happened complacent
Never Let up on the shovel
Forget Everydays another battle with the Devil
Never question my effort I'm in Tip top
Climbing up the ladder Slipknot
If my bitch ever cheat don't trip cuz I'm a playa
Get depressed for a month bounce back with Zendaya
40 on my waist bare arms like gale Sayers
Read between paint picture with what I'm Saying
The clips is loaded the techs is pointed
Pay my tithe with my drug money am i Anointed
I know Disappointing
Conflicted in my mind but be sad i Enjoy it

Cuz i got Angels in outfield
Still dealing Depression and the Doubt still
And When you tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents living life it's kinda hard to live Without guilt
I didn't come for the Fame i came for the money
Writing songs is how i make these dark days turn Sunny
Barely smile these days cuz now shit aint Funny
Just know the truth is the only From me
Black