Angels Crying In Toronto

Full metal jacket

Alchemist Beamon got wings *****

Yeah that ***** was everything to me

Now look at what she did

Hardest ***** coming out the mil

Girl i'm giannis

And I know you still be thinking out me

Lets be honest

We keep two Glocks in the jackets we solid got chrome on body

We gone blow up they keep hating we got it don't know nobody

I'm G Mackin and they ***** yo man know that he ain't bout it

Yo ***** fefe like she 6ix9ine i can't keep my drip down

She watch my snapchat stories she know that my **** hit now

I'm rapping like drake in 09 beam cold just like Toronto wind (when)

You switched up

And that's the L you took look ***** boy i'm not yo friend

Them Ls you took is a lot

Them tales you rap is a lie

Got fairy tales on my cloth

That ***** face tells a lot

Girl you know your soul is lost

Girl you know i'm ****ing boss

It's that skinny ***** Beamon

I was six in starter jackets

Then i got a lil bigger

They started hating

I started blasting

All them lakes that was by yo house

All them faces that you round

Autumn breeze when I flow

Had her wet had her wet

Had her wet had her wet

Had her wet had her wet

Don't push me I go off

Don't push me I go off

Level up

**** I level up

**** I level up

**** I level up

**** I level up

**** I level up

Bring me smoke

I want all that smoke

I want ****ing smoke

I'm too angelic for *****

I'm too angelic for *****

I'm too angelic for *****

I'm too angelic for *****

I'm too angelic for *****

I'm too angelic for *****