Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Angles , by - Miraa May. Release date: 18.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Angles |
| Conversations, I’ve been waiting to have 'em |
| Tryna change the way I speak so that they don’t feel so challenged |
| Can you see the inconsistency? |
| Can feel the imbalance |
| I can tell you either way that all that shit’s a distraction |
| I can tell you either way that all this shit’s a distraction |
| They have no compassion, they’re following fashion |
| Yeah, I’m not involved, take me out of the caption |
| Don’t fit in a box, I fit in a mansion |
| Can you imagine? |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| Wake up in the morning (Yeah), money’s on my mind |
| Yeah, I keep on yawning 'cause I’m tired from the high |
| I’ve been doing this all week, I ain’t even had no sleep |
| Mama’s out here calling me |
| Like, «Amira, that bill is due next week» |
| Thinking, what am I gonna do? |
| Think it’s cool but it just won’t do |
| Considering things that I won’t ever do |
| My mind’s racing for sending rockets to the moon, yeah |
| Now I’m chasing rockers to the moon, yeah |
| Chasing cloud nine too soon everyday |
| But I’ma watch them fade away, so sad |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam (Yeah) |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| I want no name, no fame |
| No chain, on my wrist, no watch, no bangle |
| Don’t want a pic, nah fam, I’m a shambles |
| Don’t want shocks like a roman candle |
| That stress there, man can’t handle |
| A few real friends, yeah, just a handful that disappear, don’t care |
| Reappear out the mist, yeah, like Steel Bangles |
| Yeah, I don’t dare, when they need me, I’m always there |
| When I need them, they’re live on set |
| When I need them, they’re live |
| So big them up, when I was broke, they picked man up |
| You’re on smoke, don’t fizz man up for no joke |
| They’ll kick man up, Ronaldo style, fix man up, I said- |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| Always for the gram, yeah |
| Always for the gram |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |
| You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam |
| Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram |