King Los - Angel In A New Dress lyrics

[Produced by Bink! and Mike Dean] I dedicate my everything to ya'll, I'm over-faithful In the world where everyone that love you, grow to hate you My motive ain't never to knock you it's to motivate you Dear momma I love you and your glow is graceful Notice I had to shout-you-out on something slow and tasteful For my girl, I miss every minute I don't embrace you You better not never leave a n***a, how I'm gonna replace you? To my ballers getting money, thinking dough will make you Chasing them hoes, just get your paper and them hoes will chase you Don't ever mention me with n***as I don't relate to I'm so driven boy, if you listening my flow'll take you You heard Los on ‘Freedom of Speech', I think he going racial Never that I'm just dropping knowledge, tryna flow-icate you So in the midst of your troubles just keep going straight thru You going straight, keep your chin up don't let opponents break you And I give glory to God because I know what it takes to For him to show a breakthrough you got to show him faith too So I be more than faithful even though no one's label wants to sign you Unless it's a show that can go on cable Uh, get off my dick hater, quit that old girl sh** City on my back, flip it till it some whole world sh** Now all the fly ladies screaming ‘you go boy' All the backpackers screaming ‘we seen you on 2dopeboyz' Damn no way that Nas ain't sign you yet You ain't pressing the vinyls going viral yet Yea huh, Guess how I spiral that, I can do all things through Christ Homie you ain't read the bible yet? Now where all my rivals at, lets kick this disrespect off My flow move mountains, and ya'll n***as need to step off Like my step dad when he stepped and I was left off the right track But then I came right back and never stepped off I'm just talking, I ain't even rapping Tell you what, let's pretend this sh** ain't even happen I take these n***as for a joke and I ain't even laughing So if I'm reaching for this pound, I ain't even dapping f** sleep I ain't even napping This sh** was more like poetry but I ain't even snapping If my past couldn't stop me what could? The crown ain't safe in the hood, whats good