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?

Come feel the imbalance

I can tell you either way,

Yeah, all that ****'s a distraction

I can tell you either way,

Yeah, all that ****'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, 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, sending rockets to the moon

Now I'm chasing rockers to the moon

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

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 shots 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 still bangles

Yeah, I don't care

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

Run out door 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