Angels

Yo I want to be as rich as Hov, I wanna be as cool as Obama I wanna be like Chance The Rapper 'Cause I swear none of these niggas want no problems like No way, José I never met a male role model in my life So I had to look up niggas like MJ & Kobe That's why I ball tremendous I'm real over here, boy, I'm all authentic I may Ben Wallace & become all defensive But these bars that I shoot I come off offensive I ain't hard to mention, just @ me That Twitter app is mad useful But I been feelin' trapped because my skin tinted But I have to realize I'm so fruitful They say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the Juice, so I may not be sweet enough, yeah I don't know why they don't believe us Free juice like I ain't seen a glove I mean, I be rappin' shit I hope you brought the bow The truth, the lie, I hope you brought them both We slave away until we meet our maker Hoping god want me in heaven cause I'm tryna go, I'm just sayin' Yeah! I'm just tellin' you what I want, ya know I can tell them what you want from me now if you want me to Hey She want me to spill my emotions like Drake She said be as real as J. Cole She said don't be like these new rappers 'Cause new rappers ain't got no soul man Damn! I mean I feel you but I just want to be as rich as Hov, I wanna be as cool as Obama I wanna be like Chance The Rapper 'Cause I swear none them guys want no problems, girl They want none That's when she told me, she said Why you keep playin' me to the left Like I'm some type of regular chick Tellin' me that if the memories wasn't so bad then Maybe we could make it You acting like you're the only one that felt pain Like mines was just invalid, like what I felt didn't mean shit Like those tears I cried didn't mean shit