Angel Of My Life Lyrics

“Angel Of My Life”

Boss Don Biggavel
Don Montana French
Aka the steak sauce

Should you be a gentleman and ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay 10 toes down in the game
They gon y’all let em y’all it don’t bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver

Man I told em they didn’t listen jump right back right on the mission
Know you fuck with the malicious stay committed that commission
My fingers has the residue that millions off the revenue
I stack it up like 7’2 sleep on us you never do
Balling now funny bitches calling now
But my bottom bitch the rover I know she gon’ catch me when they [?]
Drop top your heart top head flying ammo
Narcotics mines is taking for granted I’ll black out like I’m changing the channel
Bust right out the can Ching right out the slammer
Bonjour mona mi Chinx, Nip R.I.P might beat you on your knees
Nothing promised but your word and honor
After pockets fuck the show for em slap boxing with cobras
And your and the Oct can flip you over just take a selfie
I was toasting with the belk the millions getting deadly
I was younger dreams hustling from the daily Montana

Should you be a gentleman and ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay 10 toes down in the game
They gon y’all let em y’all it don’t bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver

EMG shit baby Boss Don Biggavel
First month million dollars made
I don’t ever take off holidays (Never)
Mama told me my flow is to street (Yeah)
Tried to tone it down your tone to deep
Mama gotta show these young ins one last time (Yeah)
Gotta go on this one last ride slide (Slide)
Money on my mind money the grind money can buy a piece of mind
It’s a team of talent you niggas can’t touch me
Dame Grease and Couture we married to the MOB
I carry the ball nigga I’ll carry the torch nigga
I’ll carry your bomb nigga I’ll blow up the courts suicide
Kamikaze all my life I was traumatized we back on that [?]
Sitting in the cell my last mail baby want me to plea (Plead Out)
You won’t be fucking when you free uhh uhh yea

Should you be a gentleman and ever disrespect that wave
Gave you birth we made you stay 10 toes down in the game
They gon y’all let em y’all it don’t bother
From the mud to the top from the boarder
Talk creep of the crop holy water
Montana Boss Don dead solver

About French Montana Lyrics

Artist: George Harrison
Related songs: Super Bad Lyrics
Album: 
Coke Wave 4
Release date: 2019
Born: November 9, 1984 (age 38 years), Casablanca, Morocco
Spouse: Deen Kharbouch (m. 2007–2014)
Height: 1.91 m
Nationality: American, Moroccan
Parents: Khadija Guled, Abdela Kharbouch
Record labels: Bad Boy Records, Maybach Music Group, Interscope Records, Konvict Muzik, Epic Records

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