Angel Wings 777 by Beamon Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m triple seven angel
My wings achin’
I used to want love
You find me where they isn’t
All white fit
Boy, why you sniffin’ drugs
I’m sober as can be
I shoot these shots
They look like angel wings
It’s over for your team
They prayin’ that I take it easy, though
I never had to make [?]
And I never did assemble teams
They broke me down and left me
Built me back up
I assemble me
All by myself
Bitch, know you like it

[Verse 2]
Snow-colored jacket
Skin like light
You know you jealous
Know you watchin’
It’s okay
I watch you self-destruct
I still got love for you
But I’m angel mixed with demon
Beamon [?]
I’m shootin’ out these shots
I’ll do you wrong if you did wrong by me
[?]
I take him out and drop him slow
Thinking he could fuck with me, nigga
She tryna be the things that niggas want
I can’t get along
Young street sweeper sweep the block up
Won’t you please swing my way?