Angel

An angel An immortal spiritual creature Attendant upon God An angel A guardian sent to overlook Ay yo, for you crooked cops, the thug life lookin' nox Wife cooking rocks, I'm on lookout but couldn't watch It's terrible the scenario got me going till it's burial Kept it stereo, so we buried him with his radio Some niggas robbed him and shot him took his hat keys Left his head a hole in the front, with no back piece I'm stressin', some voices on both sides of my head One says, "Chill", the other's like, "Them niggas gotta be dead" Instead we all went to they block, 'bout to flip on a clip The full clip in my shit and tight grip on the pit The serious slow, them kids was curious and shook like Who's that with the clenched fist tryin' to pinch the crook? Who killed my man last week? Y'all niggas is asked, man, speak Before I could shoot, this old man put his hands on my damn heat He said, "I was sent as your guardian, you're the only one That can see me killing him won't bring your friend back to life Son, believe me" I'm your angel You're my angel Yo, I'm in the crib, high, lazy, blastin' my new Jay-Z Shorty I fuck with starts buzzin' my hip crazy Call her back, "You horny again?" Lemme find out She's crying all hysterical I couldn't get a line out Said her baby father wreckless, jealous over the necklace Beat her up good and peeled of in a Lexus Shorty, I'm over there, sit still, just chill In the Ac', pedal floored with the gat on board That's when I heard, "You willing to meet the law for a broad?" What the grabbed my heat, "Who the fuck in my back seat?" He said, "Be cool, nigga, right now you a fool, nigga Pass it up 'cuz she might be settin' your ass up" Or what you and son bump heads, get to clappin' Get locked up for life and it could've been avoided But your male pride destroyed it, eager to bust chrome You need to bust a U-ey, son and go the fuck back home I'm your angel You're my angel What should I do to this kid right here? This kid right here is soft, man Bitch ass nigga, watch this, watch this This kid ran up on the next, attempting to front on him (Yo) Got so close to money's face looked like he put his tongue on him Blew the blunt on him, swung on him, spit a lung on him Taking money's stuff off him, heard yo, get the fuck off him Get off him, who dat? Who said that, you black? Yeah, give his jewels back, put ya tool back you fuckin' new jack You ain't gon' use that you're a cool cat, trying to rep And I know you [unverified] goin' to do something you're gon' regret (What?) Don't forget it's daylight, not late night, look 8 flights up She's Jake's wife, snake type, better take flight (Word?) Or feel the snake bite, right? Bet you didn't even see her Cat with the reefer peeped her, shit, I didn't see her either On the phone rattin' you, pointin' at you like a statue Get rid of the gat, dude out my face before I smack you He laughed cool, put it down, took aim again Walking back he said, hey my friend, what's your name again? I'm your angel You're my angel I'm your angel You're my angel