How to be you // Angels after hours

I'm still... thinking hard while I drive Had to... play the king, I put them cards to the side Now how I deal's just like the spinner Of the roulette wheel I used to think that sinners was a word for when you get killed, oh yeah But apparently it's not And I kinda been doing things the opposite of what's considered divinity Oh my darling heavenly sweet piece of serenity I'm in love with you Thinking to myself that I don't ever need no drug but you But... let's be honest, I'm a mixer And this weed and these shroomies need an accomplice To this battle in my conscious So, pour a little purp or the liq in a cup with a lid, for the one time It was all fun time 'till we hit crunch time Now we on a red eye, no sleep First time in LA was a broke boy Now I think I'm finna pull up with some gold teeth But ya know me Ya know me Ya know me The old me? Lost in the dark, heartless I walk, cuz I'm not blessed I ain't figure it out yet, I just run with the process Beware of the serpents, who moving like Loch Ness This is how to be you, I'mma give you some context Look, walk in the building Confidence on a trillion The faces vermilion They probably gonna feel tense Just be who you are And that'll reveal them Better head for the hills when Your sentiments send me to send for my niq with the semi Yah, F*ck niggas sending me envy It tempt me to kill em like Now repeat after me I ain't gon' f*ck this up I ain't gon' f*ck this up I ain't gon' f*ck this up I'mma shoot my shot Wont miss for nothin I ain't gon' f*ck this up I ain't gon' f*ck this up I ain't gon' f*ck this up I'mma show all love I'mma get shit done Now, dance, throw yo' hands in the air, f*ck a opp, aye We getting to the love, getting to the bag, f*ck what you thought Now, dance, throw yo hands in the air F*ck the cops My, mans he go blam, if a pussy think he... Oh shit, I can't even say that last part I'm still... taking off with my time I figured that I'd probably keep it since the stars aren't aligned And everyday it took a part my pride You left yo' image on that part of my mind This ain't no song about the cars that I drive, or what I acquired But a friendly neighborhood reminder on how to keep that fire Burning like a kettle pot that's hotter than julyers They pass me the mic I'm passing out the passion to inspire, aye I met an angel after hours Oh heavenly she glow, the heaven in me shows The demon in me sleep, the apple in the lore is falling off the tree The cycles all repeat Seems like after all of heaven falls asleep she's calling me I don't mind it, I just try not to get too attached Told her bring my favorite halo and some Scooby snacks Sit, relax, we kickin' back, she laughed and took her boobies out the strap Now show me where them doobies at Smoothly rap, it do be facts, when I bruise these tracks Leaving hues of blues and black And I'll soon be back Cuz after hours, swear that angel make me come alive I'm falling from the sky, landed on a bunch of lies I've seen this masterpiece play out about a thousand times Them white lies, combined with a little summer time Damn baby, how you figure out my recipe? Like.. hold up baby, where'd you get that Smith and Wesson piece? I met an angel after hours With devil horns to show, she told me grab her throat I told her I'm okay She scoffed and said the sudden rush from pain is great The area was grey I guess all of hell was frozen by the end of day Don't be such a pussy Don't be such a pussy Don't be such a pussy Don't be such a