Hell's Angel Video (MV)

F*cking around with them hoodrats
Whippin up that good crack
All the time I gotta watch my back
So I'm carrying at least one of my two straps
Medicated elevated can't f*ck with me kuz I'm always faded
I know that you're missing my voice and that's the only reason that you f*cking hate it
I'm like an angel that came up from hell
Stuck in the hood but I'm trying to do well
Feeling the rush like I snorted a rail
Where is the devil my soul is for sale
I am an asshole that's not for debate
Living my life and I'm living it great
Asking God for answers But the Devil still be calling my name
I woke up this morning, with a different name
So I ran to the mirror, and saw the same old face
This is impossible no one can take my place
Dreaming dead presidents, so I continue the chase
Chasing goals on a daily basis
Extravagant never f*cking basic
Now everybody wanna hate
Kuz I'm coming up and it ain't shit
Haters everywhere I go
Some of the fakest friends you'd ever know
Catch em in a web of lies
But these bitches keep playing the role
Demons take over don't know what to do
Losing my mind so I'm coming for you
I see God but don't know if it's true
I see the light but it shine royal blue
Gotta collection of human bones
Just killed the king and I'm taking the throne
Incoming calls on my cellular phone
I don't like people so I ride alone
Everywhere I go it's mandatory gotta roll the trees
Yelling out f*ck you to my haters and my enemies
Now you come around but you know you ain't a friend of me
Asking me for money trying to drain me out of energy
F*cking around with them hoodrats
Whippin up that good crack
All the time I gotta watch my back
So I'm carrying at least one of my two straps
Medicated elevated can't f*ck with me kuz I'm always faded
I know that you're missing my voice and that's the only reason that you f*cking hate it
I'm like an angel that came up from hell
Stuck in the hood but I'm trying to do well
Feeling the rush like I snorted a rail
Where is the devil my soul is for sale
I am an asshole that's not for debate
Living my life and I'm living it great
Asking God for answers But the Devil still be calling my name
I f*cked up once
And I did it again
So now I roll solo
What the f*ck is a friend
51 50 I'm going insane
These thoughts of murder
They torture my brain
F*ck that I load straps
If they wanna shoot first I bust back
But in reality I can't escape this insanity
Constantly use profanity losing all hope in humanity
I was raised up by the streets
So why the f*ck are you mad at me
Smoking on weed making some cash
Watching this bitch while she's shaking her ass
Pouring more drink in my champagne glass
Look like a model but ain't got no class
That's how it goes growing up in the hood
All of these females be up to no good
Strung out on drugs be thinking I want em
But bitch I'm a thug and you ratchet as f*ck
Pistol whippin always trippin everybody know
When they see me down the street they be running locking doors
All of a sudden become athletes running up 17 floors
Kuz you wanted my attention go ahead the mic is yours
F*cking around with them hoodrats
Whippin up that good crack
All the time I gotta watch my back
So I'm carrying at least one of my two straps
Medicated elevated can't f*ck with me kuz I'm always faded
I know that you're missing my voice and that's the only reason that you f*cking hate it
I'm like an angel that came up from hell
Stuck in the hood but I'm trying to do well
Feeling the rush like I snorted a rail
Where is the devil my soul is for sale
I am an asshole that's not for debate
Living my life and I'm living it great
Asking God for answers But the Devil still be calling my name