Angel Loyle Carner (Ft. Tom Misch)

[Chorus: Tom Misch]
You're my, you're my
Angel (Angel)
You're my angel
You're my, you're my angel
You're my angel

[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
Uh, uh, yeah, uh
Back with another one (That's trust)
Trust
Went missing in the summer sun
Ben and Em can't figure if the summer's done
Pour another glass, knock it back, sip another rum
We're one, two, checking as the colours spun (Uh)
Cassette, fling it on the decks, fuck a number one
I'm trying to keep all the respect before my number comes
But never coming for your neck if I'm under thumb
'Cause I can run, run away when it's all finished
Diminished, just business, we pour Guinness
Trust, I got nothing if it's all in this
But if I keep all the trouble that I brought with this
It's finished, yo, this is how the game goes
Dodging plain clothes villains, chasing rainbows
Suppose, if it was anything but main roads
Talking 10 toes, 'nother case closed
Uh, trust
'Cause listen, this is where you'll find me
Sippin' on a chai tea, talking all politely
And rightly so, they're telling me they might be
Looking for the trouble, nah, never me and mine G
I keep it lowkey like a baritone
Trust, far from sopranos who haven't grown
'Cause everybody talks tough in a badder zone
Three kids hit by a train with a bag of chrome
So if I stand alone and reminisce, I used to run
A couple guys talked tough, never shoot a gun
I know they used to bun flame
When they used the sun
I never really did, labelled the unusual one
It's dumb, 'cause I was tryna change position
Pop's missing, tryna stop the opposition
The blocks hissin', big blocks the dogs piss in
Yo, I wanted them gone, not stop livin'
Trust, uh, not stop livin', long
I wanted them gone, not stop livin'
Trust, not stop livin', trust
I wanted them gone, trust