(Ayy what? Ayy what? Ah, hold on, nah, Honeywoodsix)

Boom, I wish all my **** longevity and prosperity

I don't like negativity or bad energy

I've been through so much that I think I need therapy

Actually, all I need is weed and Hennessy

I got graphic scenes that I stored in my memory

I'm having daydreams that I licked down my enemy

Having nightmares of a grave and a cemetery

Tryna stick around to at least see seventy

Greed and jealousy

No integrity, no ambition

They ain't got no drive cah there's no transmission

They ain't got no plans, just isms and schisms

See them man there? Ha

They're probably saying life ain't fair

They probably look at me and they wonder, "How did he get there?"

That's like asking how a tree got there

Been out here so long, it's a blessing that I still got hair

I can see them surrounding

I got angels around me, flying high

A rose that grew out the concrete

I got angels around me, flying high, yeah

You can't tell me 'bout the trap, G, I'm professional

Round it to the nearest pound, fuck the decimal point

I'm selling both, I don't know about no fentanyl

I rap now, they wanna put me on a pedestal

Like I'm pussy or somethin'

I know about crime scenes, we caused spectacles

I sold crack, front line in my spectacles

Unethical, temperamental

This lifestyle should've sent me mental

Or it did, probably why I keep a stick like it's sentimental

Buss the brick and you can smell the petrol

This convoy, that's my armed escort

Labels know that I'm the rapper that they can't extort

My little shawty got a body that I wan' explore

When she tells me that she loves me, I just half-ignore

I still gotta ask the mid if the car's insured

I'm just a crook from the gutter, but my heart's been pure

I can see them surrounding

I got angels around me, flying high

A rose that grew out the concrete

I got angels around me, flying high, yeah