How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
I guess it makes sense when you idolize your idols
Till one day when you fighting for survival
Everything change when you low on the cash
Call me young jefe the key to the stash
Elevate the mind roll one till you float
She rather OG, light one take a toke
Better lesson plan sit back and take notes
While I quote mad game this a song for the hope
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
MC Righteous - Angels Lyrics
MC Righteous - Angels Lyrics
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How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
I guess it makes sense when you idolize your idols
Till one day when you fighting for survival
Everything change when you low on the cash
Call me young jefe the key to the stash
Elevate the mind roll one till you float
She rather OG, light one take a toke
Better lesson plan sit back and take notes
While I quote mad game this a song for the hope
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
I guess it makes sense when you idolize your idols
Till one day when you fighting for survival
Everything change when you low on the cash
Call me young jefe the key to the stash
Elevate the mind roll one till you float
She rather OG, light one take a toke
Better lesson plan sit back and take notes
While I quote mad game this a song for the hope
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
How many pens do it take, write away like a slave
For a chain, just to prove I'm the truth
How many songs gotta play, when you rock on the stage
Either way show em that I got the proof
Catch em off key kinda sloppy with the stance
Call me Mayweather lyrically I got the hands
Perpetrate my vision you a slave to the gram
Never never land vacate like Peter Pan
First it was love used to come my way
I guess it prolly matters what the angels say
Used to be my brother had the keys to the grave
Told me you never change, tick tock fade away
Writer: Curtis Igunbor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid