Fallen Angels (feat. Soulz & Coma Stone) - RelloGB

There's a candle burning In the world tonight For another child Who vanished out of sight And a heart is broken Another prayer in vain There's a million tears That fill a sea of pain Sometimes I stare out my window My thoughts all drift into space Sometimes I wonder if there's a better place Tell me Where do fallen angels go I just don't know (I just don't know) Where do fallen angels go Yeah, they keep falling (They keep falling) Now the times is frightening Can't ignore the facts There's so many people Just slippin' through the cracks So many ashes are scattered So many rivers run dry Sometimes your heaven is hell And you don't know why So listen Where do fallen angels go I just don't know (I just don't know) Where do fallen angels go They keep falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) Yeah yeah Can you hear me Can you hear me Somewhere out there there's a shining light And I got to be with you tonight And with all we're nowhere We still pay the price Yeah, the devil seems to get his way In downtown paradise Yeah Where do fallen angels go I just don't know (I just don't know) Where do fallen angels go They keep falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) Yeah Where do fallen angels go I just don't know (I just don't know) Where do fallen angels go They keep falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) Falling (Falling) There's a candle burning

Step inside this bitch won't check the price Diamonds on me ice Saw it in her eyes In her eyes Dior on my body like my slides Told her I cannot trust nobody, and that's just how I ride Nowadays ion check prices I'm getting high She trippin' on some light shit Pass her to the guys Found out she was playing both sides Had to cut her off, no ties I just need your neck Ain't talking bow tie I ain't talking bowtie Me and Fendii both high Got stars up in the ceiling, you can catch me in a ghost ride Yea I won't cap I won't lie You see the gang but don't try You touch one of my niggas, guarantee you we on go time Cuz bitch me make tsunamis, you can tell just by the drip And I been getting money, give a fuck about a bitch They hate when you down but then the love you when you rich I'm tryna get a milly, drop some bands on foreign whips Pedal to the metal, I ain't slowing down for nothing If you ain't put in work then why the fuck you always fussing Niggas claim they hard, but when they see me they be ducking But I don't give a fuck, check out my ice You know its bussing Step inside this bitch, won't check the price Diamonds on me ice Saw it in her eyes In her eyes Dior on my body like my slides Told her I cannot trust nobody and that's just how I ride Nowadays ion check prices I'm getting high She trippin' on some light shit Pass her to the guys Found out she was playing both sides Had to cut her off, no ties I just need your neck Ain't talking bow tie

Tell me what I gotta do For me to get up under you Cuz you got me feeling comfortable I think that I'm in love with you Baby come on over don't you run way Come take a private flight off of this runway Said she likes it on her knees but it ain't Sunday Hey maybe imma make you mine one day Tell me what I gotta do For me to get up under you Cuz you got me feeling comfortable I think that I'm in love with you Baby come on over don't you run way Come take a private flight off of this runway Said she likes it on her knees but it ain't Sunday Hey maybe imma make you mine one day Yea Maybe imma make you mine Just come and put it on me shawty I ain't wasting time I wanna get to know your body baby and your state of mind So now she going slow on the poll baby take your time Yea Put in work Its something bout Lil mama that just make me go bazerk She threw me on the bed and now she lifting up her skirt I guess its time for ya man to do the dirt So I had to break her back in I don't know what happened Shawty all up on me I'm in love with how she acting And she liking all the fashion Gucci Louis fabric Lil mama acting bougie cuz she know that she a bad bitch So just tell me what I gotta do to hit it for life Cuz you know that I'll be hitting it right Yea yea Just tell me what I gotta do to hit it for life Cuz you know that I'll be hitting it right Tell me what I gotta do For me to get up under you Cuz you got me feeling comfortable I think that I'm in love with you Baby come on over don't you run way Come take a private flight off of this runway Said she likes it on her knees but it ain't Sunday Hey maybe imma make you mine one day Tell me what I gotta do For me to get up under you Cuz you got me feeling comfortable I think that I'm in love with you Baby come on over don't you run way Come take a private flight off of this runway Said she likes it on her knees but it ain't Sunday Hey maybe imma make you mine one day

Said you wouldn't walk away I know I make it hard to stay The devil make it hard to pray Hit the climax okay Burning holes, fallen souls Ice on my wrist so I stay cold Chosen for the fame I'll make sure you know my name Burning holes, fallen souls Ice on my wrist so I stay cold Chosen for the fame I'll make sure you know my name I'm not chosen for the flames Fallen angels in my way I'm not chosen for the flames Fallen angels in my way Quit revealing your spell Know this feeling too well Quit revealing your spell Know this feeling too well I feel it I feel it I feel the devil watching me I hear it I hear it I hear the voices calling me I see it I see it I see that person stalking me These demons these demons they starting to get onto me A lot of darkness need some light to it yeah yeah I tried to hide I tried fight all of these souls This fire inside trying to ignite baby, yeah yeah I'm scared I don't know where to go Fallen angels, fallen souls, fallen hopes, fallen goals I keep it real since day 1 I ain't never gone fold Use to sleep on the floor, no heat in the cold Extra blankets kept us warm so I ain't never letting go Stay deep and silent like a pack of raccoons Like dirt on a carpet, I need a vacuum Chosen for the fame nobody asked you Chosen for the fame nobody asked you I'm not chosen for the flames Fallen angels in my way I'm not chosen for the flames Fallen angels in my way Quit revealing your spell Know this feeling too well Quit revealing your spell Know this feeling too well

Whole lotta bodies I ain't even have to kill shit Motherfuck the cops They pull me over Haven't did shit Think I give a fuck about your life I'm young and reckless Coming at your throat They throw the book I throw the necklace I won't stop Til I hit the top Got a bitch on top She gassin' Got my nine That'll blow yo mind When it's cold outside Ski maskin Sun come down Ima wipe that frown I'm a peel that cap Way back man Police come round asking Shoot my shot like paxton Call DA He a enemy state Got a gridlock We in traffic Straight from the way See the enemy place That's a DOA Who's asking Take from plate See the enemy face When the red light catch you slacking Police come round askin' Shoot my shot like paxton Whole lotta bodies I ain't even have to kill shit Motherfuck the cops They pull me over Haven't did shit Think I give a fuck about your life I'm young and reckless Coming at your throat They throw the book I throw the necklace Whole lotta bodies I ain't even have to kill shit Motherfuck the cops They pull me over Haven't did shit Think I give a fuck about your life I'm young and reckless Coming at your throat They throw the book I throw the necklace Okay this the type of shit Niggas get all in they feelings bout Pass the penicillin cause I'm sick of y'all niggas now Once the pen is killin' I be knockin em niggas down I'm a straight dog I should probably be in a pound It's been 3 summers Yeah you know that I run the town It's been 3 summers That's how long I been had the crown They don't really want it I'm the nicest that's been around I drop more heat Then a dragon from china town Most of y'all niggas is cap Rap with the strings in your back Pushing Geppetto Push the the bars like the handles attached They never seen my attack Came on the opening track To tell y'all niggas relax I keep the heater intact Leave it to beaver head ass Pay for a feature head ass The meet and greet It's the nice to meet you How you doing head ass I hope my 40 don't blast And leave em all on the past Might catch em slipping Like among us while they doing the task The pen stains All over the wood grain I'm ripping out membranes And leaving them insane I'm sick without a pill I spit without a deal Got bitches on iPhone That can't afford meal This prime time My bars make mimes cry She all on my timeline Talkin bout time flies Swear she got 9 lives Hit it like 9 times You niggas ain't ready I'm too nice I'm like fine wine Let me talk my shit Let me load my clip Niggas been on my dick Talking bout he can't spit Niggas is average Smoke cubans like mavericks Pack em up with damage And out work em like sabbath Man fuck what they talking bout Young Baba a problem now Was always a problem child Now watch em bring coffins out Ain't really no other route Just know when I come around Y'all niggas is my sons You just entered your fathers house Bitch