angels Video (MV)

All I see is angels in the sky
I like to think that people who died grew wings and flied
Tell me how I'm really doing in this life
My skin shining almost like the fire in my mind
Don't f*ck with signing treat my peeps like cattle on the side
So many days I try to let it out and still don't cry
Behind the eyes
Convolutions like a ride I'm stuck on them all the time
Highs and lows just like a tide
Bitch I'm feeling tired
Uh still awake though
All these daily problems shit I put them in a weight bro
Two twenty-fives
Working them hoes like they bringing pesos
They all do as I say so
Flipping dough to queso
Wish I could stop the tik tok, tik toks of the clock
If I could I would bop it on my wristwatch
Songs I gotta finish filling up my desktop
Shoved ideas in my catalogue, my bookshop
Never giving up my nigga I just don't stop
I don't even lob
Keep the ball and swish that's been my job
I'm always winning niggas sobbing I'm the cream of the crop
These niggas gon try to swap
But they can't handle my thoughts
Yo bitch been tired of you
I got a dick for her to hop on
He think he invincible like he ain't got some axons
He gon be sick when they gone
Can't move without no neurons
Now call yo bitch and tell her Aidan's here its time to come on
All I see is angels in the sky
I like to think that people who died grew wings and flied
Tell me how I'm really doing in this life
My skin shining almost like the fire in my mind
Don't f*ck with signing treat my peeps like cattle on the side
So many days I try to let it out and still don't cry
Behind the eyes
Uh
Momma told me Aidan you can be who you wanna be
As long as you not on streets
Spilling some blood on your tee
Don't copycat these niggas catching bodies on the TV
Or you gon be a body
RIP on my TV screen
So watch your peers and the scenes you end up in if they sketch
You better dip before you end up in a hospital stretch
Being hard is just a way to leave your family wrecked
Just stay true to yourself I swear it really ain't that complex
I was never into shooting guns or finessing checks
Its just another way for them to keep us viewed as objects
I lost respect for the niggas that don't think bout the effects
That shooting, stealing, f*cking will have on the kids that are next
Who would guess
That Aidan G would have some feelings perplexed
They cross over, butt heads tryna get to my specs
For everyone who died
I hope that paradise next
And that your death was peaceful
Hold on let me pay my respect
Niggas get killed everyday over bitches, dollar bills and drugs its some f*cked up shit
Slaving everyday for the paper these the same dead faces back then they enslaved my kin
Pressure too much he done let her with nothing left uh, oh her wrist gon split
Looking up to Heaven
Man there gotta be a Heaven
Man I don't know where we're heading
How much of us will be deadened
It was by the age of seven
When I really started to uh, even have these questions
I do my best to understand messes up in the heads of my sisters and brethren
In this world when you leave go to Heaven
In this world when you leave go to Heaven
After all you done grieved
Go to Heaven
All I see is angels in the sky
I like to think that people who died grew wings and flied
Tell me how I'm really doing in this life
My skin shining almost like the fire in my mind
Don't f*ck with signing treat my peeps like cattle on the side
So many days I try to let it out and still don't cry
Behind the eyes
Convolutions like a ride I'm stuck on them all the time
Highs and lows just like a tide
Bitch I'm feeling tired