ANGELS & DEMONS

This for all my soldiers, I'ma meet them all at the gates

Percocets and ecstasy, now a nigga can't feel face Strugglin' up in the streets, I'm not gon' lie, it's been a race

Lost a few up in the shit, and still niggas don't know a trace

Not gon' lie, addicted to the pills, it's how I cope with pain

Off the percs and liquor when I'm not, I just don't feel the same

Bro told me I had to quit them oxies, really not a game

Really tried, but grandpa died, it's either pills or head ill aim

I was boutta crash, bro took me off and told me had to stop

Said, let's get up outta here, don't wanna see me down and locked

Can't do all emotions, a young nigga head be really hot