Clumsy Angels In The Sky Lyrics

I don't gotta rap like these niggas

I don't have to rap like these niggas these niggas rap like me nigga

I've been doing this shit I've been been I'm one of the greatest MCs I've look ay

Yo how you so fly then you trip out the sky now you a fallen angel

I stick and move without a label you'll never be able like what you bring to the table

I'm bringing the table the tables turn you live and learn bridges are burned

The kill confirmed you get this work like an intern it was four kids

I'm the chosen one out to sperm like multiple choice on midterm skip your turn

They put you on the back burner you pull the burner to back burn

I like a lady with a fat ass with a black perm I'm thinking silk press

These bitches be so vexed how the fuck you ain't stressed

I've been told you fuck the industry safe sex

how you wanna flex in a spot when you ain't stretched

You feeling too close to the top when you ain't next like that R&B record

I be overseas natural birth not the C-section I had to raise the bar to the VIP section

I ain't gotta fight for custody with my possessions you ran to the church

You usher in confessions the crazy thing about it is

I don't believe in seconds but still fill my plate and I'ma feed me seconds

Don't believe me baby that was just Skreechy pressing it's my season

I can curry the beef like Stephen I get even

All this hate I receive impressing I see the hate in your face

I can read the expression