Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Halos & Devil Horns, artist - Phora. Date of issue: 10.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Halos & Devil Horns |
| Sometimes I feel like I got a halo over my devil horns |
| Not really knowing was worse or better for it |
| The world turns and over time I really learn |
| Never judge someone taking steps in shoes you’ve never worn |
| So why would they judge me? |
| Bet they couldn’t walk a couple feet in my chucked T’s |
| It’s been rough for me since I ain’t even had front teeth |
| Just a young buck bumping Pac and BIG |
| While I was saying Super Nintendo Sega Genesis |
| When I was 15, homie, I couldn’t picture this |
| I was up in the hospital without a chance to live |
| God had plans for me, it’s my chance to give |
| Back to the fans and the kids and the people tryna do good in life |
| All my homies pleading guilty, the case is they couldn’t fight |
| Stay strong, be positive, keep yo head up |
| Instead of finding someone to wet up just keep yo bread up |
| Don’t wrap yo hands around that Beretta, it’s all a setup |
| I’m tryna spread the love, it’s nothin' these cats can’t tell us |
| I speak for my generation, watch me open these doors |
| Nas told me the world was mine, now I’mma show you it’s yours |
| One love! |
| It was all a dream |
| Uh, damn right I like the life I live |
| Cause I went from negative to positive |
| And it’s all |
| And if you don’t know |
| And if you don’t know now you know, nigga |
| Yeah, I remember, getting kicked out of my pop’s house |
| Sleepin' in my homie’s Honda till I got locked out |
| And had no where to go tryna make dough to help moms out |
| Picked up my pen and pad and that’s the second I dropped out |
| See, I done risked it all to follow a dream they said I couldn’t reach |
| Spent the rest of my child hood running' on the streets |
| Nah it’s ironic, they called me up last week |
| Saying' that teachers having trouble teaching they think |
| I should give a speech, haha |
| It’s funny how that works, huh? |
| Funny I believe in God, but not the church, huh? |
| And it’s funny how my demons get a hold of me |
| I don’t need to read the Bible, I just need to write a verse, huh? |
| I done went through it all |
| Sippin' 40s, little shawties, taggin' up on the walls |
| All I really had was a heart of steel and my dirty chughs |
| Late nights in the city, taggin' like hurry up |
| We gotta catch the bus down beach boulevard |
| That was before my cousin started sneakin' out granny’s car |
| Round the same time my heart first broke, that shit changed me |
| But help me see the difference between a trick and the lady |
| So watch for these cats that got they eyes on yo steps |
| They ain’t holdin' you down then they just holdin' you back |
| I’m speakin' for this generation, watch me open these doors |
| Nas told me the world was mine, now I’mma show you it’s yours |
| One love! |
| It was all a dream |
| Uh, damn right I like the life I live |
| Cause I went from negative to positive |
| And it’s all |
| And if you don’t know |
| And if you don’t know now you know, nigga |
| Yeah, this song was inspired by |
| The great words of the Notorious BIG, rest in peace |
| Yeah, 1,2, we still sip 40 ounces |
| And birthdays was the worst days, we still sip 40 ounces when we thirsty ain’t |
| shit changed |
| I just had to do that one time I just had to |
| Yeah we still sip 40 ounces when we thirsty ain’t shit changed |
| No nigga ain’t shit changed |