A-Plus - Crooked Angles lyrics

Is it looking Good? Looking right [Scratches]you can't see me Chorus My perspective is a bird's eye view Meaning you ain't looking at me when I'm looking at you Crooked angles logged all up in my book Of logistics tales in the places we done took it Like this sh** n***as will do this to get attention Flashing and flossing, fronting like they rich with No intellectual enrichment They pull up to the light thinking it's all right And get their wigs split By the local town jacker Act the fool smack the fool with the back of the tool Doing dirt not caring who he hurt not Even unaware the gunshots came tearing through his shirt From one of the many people that he robbed before At the same intersection Now with his chest blown into sections He realizes the wrong of his ways as a victim of one that he victimized who Didn't know the boys in blue Was alerted of the murder when they heard the noize Plus seen the sparks when they rushed to the scene The hero was still there so his a** got caught Chorus And my perspective is a bird's eye view Meaning you ain't looking at me when I'm looking at you Crooked angles logged all up in my book Of logistics tales in the places we done took it Like sideways Peddle to the medal on the highway Trying to escape the bird of the ghetto I can't settle for federal indictment You think I'm head over heels For fake thrills Pseudo excitement? Never gave me a bit of enlightment But I must be liberated to keep my life like lit So I stay smarter than the average bear Without a boo-boo, a f** or a care Just aware Of what's around Whenever my feet touch the ground I'm mentally muscle bound With wit, wisdom Precision and vision and myself in prison Isn't it all how I'm living? Chorus So my perspective is a bird's eye view Meaning you ain't looking at me when I'm looking at you Crooked angles logged all up in my book Of logistics tales in the places we done took it From over here to over there But sad while feared Dastardly, daring debonaire I got the master key to the game that claim is locked But I kick in the door with my trigger gun co*k You never knew What I would do To get the revenue I'd watch 'cha til I got 'cha Then I'll let it lose Like propositions, bills and laws They make to break y'all But still we ball Going all out Never the fan to fall out My energy peeks for weeks And what I seek is Height and awareness, fine tune and perception A slippable style with a smile - perfection Chorus x2 My perspective is a bird's eye view Meaning you ain't looking at me when I'm looking at you Crooked angles logged all up in my book Of logistics tales in the places we done took it [Scratches]you can't see me