Herbski - angel Lyrics

My soul is gone, and the voice of the wind reminds me of altered dreams
My soul is here, when all the stars reflect my memories
Damn, I'ma pour another one
Might have a son, f*ck around and have another one
I got a cup, got this drink, might get another one
Uh, ayy, lil' bitch, I'm finna double up
She pop outside, she got that jat, she got that turkey butt
We in the hood, you hear my songs, you better turn it up
Don't even know why you acting like that, I know you heard of us
And I say, free all of the bros like they fightin' murder one
Don't hit my phone if it's not bout honey buns
I got some bands, but shit, I need like a hundred of 'em
Might f*ck around, slide in some Vans, I got a hundred drum
She said she different off that drink, well, baby, show me something
I just made like, I just made like five bands
I don't even got no friends, I got like five mans
I don't talk to none of these niggas, can't tell you none of my plans
Gotta keep droppin' all this music so I can keep all my fans
Damn, I'ma pour another one
Might have a son, f*ck around and have another one
I got a cup, got this drink, might get another one
Uh, ayy, lil' bitch, I'm finna double up
She pop outside, she got that jat, she got that turkey butt
We in the hood, you hear my songs, you better turn it up
Don't even know why you acting like that, I know you heard of us
And I say, free all of the bros like they fightin' murder one
Like free lil' Mulla, swear to God, I really love that nigga
Like free lil' Sosa, swear to God, I really love that nigga
On God I'ma keep on rappin, I don't really care about your opinion
These niggas keep on rappin, swear to God, I need a picture
So I can stay away from these niggas, I made a way for you niggas
Like really paved the way for these niggas, the way they move is so fiction
All these drugs be addicting, call me Scotty cause I'm pimpin
You think I got it cause I'm limpin, I love you baby, I'm not simpin'