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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chance the Rapper
Chance the Rapper
Vocals
Saba
Saba
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chancelor J. Bennett
Chancelor J. Bennett
Songwriter
Nate Fox
Nate Fox
Songwriter
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Songwriter
Peder Losnegård
Peder Losnegård
Songwriter
Peter Wilkins
Peter Wilkins
Songwriter
Tahj Chandler
Tahj Chandler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chance the Rapper
Chance the Rapper
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Lane
Jeff Lane
Mixing Engineer
Lido
Lido
Producer
Nate Fox
Nate Fox
Producer
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Producer
Peter CottonTale
Peter CottonTale
Producer

Lyrics

Angels, na, na, na, na I got my city doing front flips When every father, mayor, rapper jump ship I guess that's why they call it where I stay Bring up the streets so my daughter can have somewhere to play I'm the blueprint to a real man Some of these niggas toss they tassel for a deal man I ain't going to hell or the Hillman Igh! Igh! Igh! Igh! for my real fans I got caught up with a little Xan Can't stop me but it slow me though Yeah nigga famous, you don't know me though But every DJ still play me though Damn man I don't even need a radio And my new shit sound like a rodeo Got the old folks dancing the Do-si-do So they fuck around, sign me to OVO Oooh, I just might share my next one with Keef Got the industry in disbelief, they be asking for beef This what it sound like when God split an atom with me I even had Steve giving out apples for free They was talking "woo woo this woo wap the bam" City so damn great I feel like Alexand Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded Who is you? And who the fuck is you? And who is him? All of the sudden woo wap the bam you can't touch me Na, na, na, na I got angels I got angels I ain't change my number since the seventh grade This for my day one, ten years, seven days A week, nigga's never tired on they Kevin Gates And if they rest in peace they bunny hopping heaven's gates It's too many young angels on the southside Got us scared to let our grandmommas outside You gonna make me take the campus way downtown You gonna make me turn my BM into my housewife I just had a growth spurt It done took so long, my tippy toes hurt You can keep the nose ring, I don't have to soul search I'm still at my old church, only ever sold merch Grandma say I'm Kosher, momma say I'm culture GCI 107.5, angel going live Power 92, angel going juke GCI 107.5, going live Power 92, angel going juke, juke, juke, juke They was talking "woo woo this woo wap the bam" City so damn great I feel like Alexand Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded Wap the bam (na, na, na) (I got angels) I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded (Na, na, na) (I got angels) They was talking "woo woo this woo wap the bam" City so damn great I feel like Alexand Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded Who is you? And who the fuck is you? And who is him? All of the sudden woo wap the bam you can't touch me Na, na, na, na I got angels I got angels Na, na Na, na I got, I got
Writer(s): Nate Nathan Fox, Peder Losnegaard, Peter Wilkins, Nicolas Segal, Chancelor Johnathan Bennett, Tahj Malik Chandler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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