Black Angelz

You lack courage
But act turbulent
That’s dangerous
Fuck with me on the wrong day
See black angels
White chalk lines
Around ya body unfortunate
Ain’t they tell
I’m not the one to be toying
It’s Florida bitch
Like my women rather proportionate
I come alone
But speak for ten thousand
Others not voicing it
School of hard knocks
It was ya choice to skip
I get it natural
& Niggas like you be forcing it
They still saying that I’m the next up
Cause the punch lines
Feel like more of a chin checker
Yessuh
Baby boy came to bless ya
I’m automatic with rhyming
Like Riding round in a Tesla
Let me switch it though
Unpredictable individual
Spiritually more incline
Lyrically they behind
We can rate it or debate it
Like they do Jordan & Bron
But in they prime
Who you put ya money on?
Larry
OUTRO:
Ion wanna give up
Ion wanna look back
Grind for the the privilege
Started as a hood rat