French Montana, Max B - Angel Of My Life lyrics
[French Montana, Max B - Angel Of My Life lyrics]
Boss Don Biggavel don Montana French
Aka the steak sauce
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
Man I told em they didn't listen jump
Right back right on the mission
Know you fuck with the malicious
Stay committed that commission
My fingers has the residue that
Millions off the revenue
I stack it up like 7'2 sleep
On us you never do
Balling now funny bitches calling now
But my bottom bitch the rover I know
She gon' catch me when they
Drop top your heart top head flying ammo
Narcotics mines is taking for
Granted I'll black
Out like I'm changing the channel
Bust right out the can Ching
Right out the slammer bonjour mona mi Chinx
Nip RIP might beat you on your knees
Nothing promised but your word and honor
After pockets fuck the show for
Em slap boxing with cobras
And your and the Oct can flip
You over just take a selfie
I was toasting with the belk
The millions getting deadly
I was younger dreams hustling
From the daily Montana
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
EMG shit baby Boss Don Biggavel
First month million dollars made
I don't ever take off holidays (Never)
Mama told me my flow is to street (yeah)
Tried to tone it down your tone to deep
Mama gotta show these young ins one last time
(yeah)
Gotta go on this one last ride slide (Slide)
Money on my mind money the grind money
Can buy a piece of mind
It's a team of talent you
Niggas can't touch me
Dame Grease and Couture we married to the MOB
I carry the ball nigga I'll
Carry the torch nigga
I'll carry your bomb nigga I'll
Blow up the courts suicide
Kamikaze all my life I was
Traumatized we back on that
Sitting in the cell my last mail
Baby want me to plea (Plead Out)
You won't be fucking when you
Free uhh uhh yea
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
Aka the steak sauce
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
Man I told em they didn't listen jump
Right back right on the mission
Know you fuck with the malicious
Stay committed that commission
My fingers has the residue that
Millions off the revenue
I stack it up like 7'2 sleep
On us you never do
Balling now funny bitches calling now
But my bottom bitch the rover I know
She gon' catch me when they
Drop top your heart top head flying ammo
Narcotics mines is taking for
Granted I'll black
Out like I'm changing the channel
Bust right out the can Ching
Right out the slammer bonjour mona mi Chinx
Nip RIP might beat you on your knees
Nothing promised but your word and honor
After pockets fuck the show for
Em slap boxing with cobras
And your and the Oct can flip
You over just take a selfie
I was toasting with the belk
The millions getting deadly
I was younger dreams hustling
From the daily Montana
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
EMG shit baby Boss Don Biggavel
First month million dollars made
I don't ever take off holidays (Never)
Mama told me my flow is to street (yeah)
Tried to tone it down your tone to deep
Mama gotta show these young ins one last time
(yeah)
Gotta go on this one last ride slide (Slide)
Money on my mind money the grind money
Can buy a piece of mind
It's a team of talent you
Niggas can't touch me
Dame Grease and Couture we married to the MOB
I carry the ball nigga I'll
Carry the torch nigga
I'll carry your bomb nigga I'll
Blow up the courts suicide
Kamikaze all my life I was
Traumatized we back on that
Sitting in the cell my last mail
Baby want me to plea (Plead Out)
You won't be fucking when you
Free uhh uhh yea
Should you be a gentleman and
Ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay
10 toes down in the game
They gon y'all let em y'all it don't bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver
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