Till the Angels Come

Produced by: The Alchemist

<Verse 1: Domo Genesis>

I let you ****** have your fifteen

But I'm running next

Don't duck and run, I'm crushing this, son

Just **** 'em and nothing less

Used to hustle suckers for pack of gushers and dubs of sess

And now I puff some pounds every month

I don't be ****** stressin'

No need for up(ward) inflection

Got it(guide it) till there's nothing left

Showing no contesting

I'm just laughing at who I'm up against

Buncha frail *****, ******* with they tails tucked

Hope you ain't thinking we believing the things you tell us

Hope you ain't thinking bout some beefing cuz that's a L brah

Wolf gang coming with that pack like a mail truck

****** can not stop me, Doms drops kamikaze

Outloud the chop to the top notch and got it bodied

Smoother than maserati, not in the novice lobby

***** watch me droppin that constant s**t that you gotta copy

Show me that s**t you be on, I already got it, probably

***** hella cocky on my hustle, don't you ******* knock me

<Hook: Domo Genesis>

Apply pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

Applying pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

<Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs>

Ain’t no loving cuz a thug with multiple drug addicts

Rippin’ ***** automobiles with this automatic

Record label drop me, I drop the package to my knees

Flip on some catches, chop some ounces, now I’m even richer

Stay by the whipper, that gangsta ***** – gangsta s**t

Under surveillance, got federal agents at the crib

Them crackers say I’m movin' thangs on airplanes

So spare me with the stress, I shot my load to some spare change

Them G packs, back in the streets – jack

Back in the spot that keep the smokin’ off their knee caps

Turning rookies into regulars could get free shots

I got them yappas, bigger choppers than the police got

And them ****** know it, bigger s**t I’m flowin’

I know they gon get me one day in the morning

So when I wake up I praise the Lord, roll up a blunt and **** my *****

Make that ass get up and whip it, a turkey, bacon and some criss

Nasty Gibbs

Make that ass get up and whip it, a turkey, bacon and some criss

Smokin’ dodo cu some jungle just got smoked over some priests

Play with y’all just like the west, I’m up for life cuz life’s a *****

<Hook: Domo Genesis>

Apply pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

Applying pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

<Verse 3: Prodigy>

Baby girl tweekin’ on that moon rock

Me, I just keep it simple, let the Dom pop

You let the champagne splash on the girl’s head

It ain’t a party till some champagne glass break

Get in that stupid dough, spittin’ that future flow

Grand poobah bars, the infamous large

This is how I do it, get this money, live large

My head is not a stairway for me, I fire arms

Thugged-out Hippy, super **** with a rap sheet

From the ceiling to the floor, all kind of charge

Counts of robbery, assaults and battery

I’m just a fellow with a talent for spillin’

This Dog-Back-Alley s**t over these great beats

Police, Miami means the all when they got me straight to the pound box

Straight up, out well

Curl a ***** body up then peel off in a hot wheel

I thought I told you, these ****** never listen

I popped a Desert eagle off and make ya ***** piss in-

Side of your car, I’m tryin’ to relax

But you push me to the limit, I’mma take you to the max

<Hook: Domo Genesis>

Apply pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

Applying pressure from all angles

To go against it is dangerous

Maintain cause it ain't no thing to us

You ****** claiming that famous stuff

We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come