Freeway - Devils & Angels lyrics

History repeats it'self
I just came to get the belt
I just came to make your speakers melt
Make sure my lyrics felt
I just came to scoop your girl
I just came to rule the world
My team split, didn't have a crew
I did this shit myself
Now I often pinch myself
Besides the laws 'cause of me
One of a kind me, yeah I built myself
Too much partyin' and fast food
Almost killed myself
Had to hit the match to reset, rebuild myself
Owner of my own company, I'm signed to myself
Rappers often say this but
They lyin' to theyself
Went from welfare to millionaire
Millionaire to health scare
Now I'm on the road
With Hillary promoting healthcare
No elevation, you runnin' in place
Stuck there play the cards I got even
Though they wasn't dealt fair
New fresh prince of Philly
Without the Bel Air on my way to king shit
'bout to back the Brinks in

What you rockin' horns or a halo?
How does your day go? Flow heavenly
I give 'em hell but hell is way low
Start with fudge a prayer
Top of the day though
Might end up at a party, nice tune your life
It's horns or a halos, how does your day go?
Flow heavenly but give 'em hell
But hell is way low
Offer door a prayer, midday
Might still wind up at a party
Nice tune your life
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
That's how this thing goes
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
Where did your faith go?
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
This is how my days go
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
Where did my faith go?

It's two sides
This is why we proofread the labels
We was warring with our neighbors so
We bulletproofed the hoop rides
The truth lies underneath the hooplah
Convertibles retract and they reveal
What the roof hide
That's how John F Kennedy died
You kidding me? ain't no more
Frenemies in my squad in my hood
It's a few cold killers that know God
In my hood
It's like six churches and two mosques
Whole lot of gun shots
Young niggas with ooh-wops
Flip sides, it's a few kids tryna get rich by
Goin' to school
It's a lot of teachers droppin' jewels
Got homies that's out
Got homies on the insides
It's kids with both parents
It's kids with no dads everybody got a bad
Everybody got a good side
Pray five times, daily connection with God
Long as we alive, only thing we do is strive

What you rockin' horns or a halo?
How does your day go? Flow heavenly
I give 'em hell but hell is way low
Start with fudge a prayer
Top of the day though
Might end up at a party, nice tune your life
It's horns or a halos, how does your day go?
Flow heavenly but give 'em hell
But hell is way low
Offer door a prayer, midday
Might still wind up at a party
Nice tune your life
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
That's how this thing goes
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
Where did your faith go?
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
This is how my days go
It's devils, it's angels, it's devils
It's angels it's devils, it's angels
Where did my faith go?