Halo Meek Mill (Ft. Brent Faiyaz)
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[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Should I just wear a halo?
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels)
Should I just wear a halo? (Mhm)
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels, yeah, angels)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah
I've been grindin' all my life, chasin' dreams
Not really payin' attention what it do to my health
And I could tell you that this life ain't what it seems
But no matter what it is, I stay true to myself
I say, "Young nigga rumble and stay humble through the fake shit"
All this money and bad bitches, I'm in the matrix
Tryna be successful and still fighting open cases
At times I get angry at God, like, "Why you take Nip?"
Got me losin' hope in the hood, I'm feelin' hatrеd
From niggas that look just like me, same color facеs
She say she ain't fuck in a year, I told her taste it
She did it on the first night, and I'm lookin' for my first wife
Tryna find trust in my heart, but it don't work right
Think I'm gettin' numb to the pain, 'cause it don't hurt right
I just wanna go to my hood, wheelie a dirt bike
And post up on the block with the ones that think that I forgot how we was standin' on the corner with them Glocks
But I know, if I go back to that corner, I'll get shot
Or get robbed, in a box to make me fade away
I miss y'all too but this my calling to go pave a way, for real
Should I just wear a halo?
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels)
Should I just wear a halo? (Mhm)
'Cause I already know too many angels (Know too many angels, yeah, angels)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah
I've been grindin' all my life, chasin' dreams
Not really payin' attention what it do to my health
And I could tell you that this life ain't what it seems
But no matter what it is, I stay true to myself
I say, "Young nigga rumble and stay humble through the fake shit"
All this money and bad bitches, I'm in the matrix
Tryna be successful and still fighting open cases
At times I get angry at God, like, "Why you take Nip?"
Got me losin' hope in the hood, I'm feelin' hatrеd
From niggas that look just like me, same color facеs
She say she ain't fuck in a year, I told her taste it
She did it on the first night, and I'm lookin' for my first wife
Tryna find trust in my heart, but it don't work right
Think I'm gettin' numb to the pain, 'cause it don't hurt right
I just wanna go to my hood, wheelie a dirt bike
And post up on the block with the ones that think that I forgot how we was standin' on the corner with them Glocks
But I know, if I go back to that corner, I'll get shot
Or get robbed, in a box to make me fade away
I miss y'all too but this my calling to go pave a way, for real
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