Guardian Angel - Trapboy Freddy

Gotta be cautious one slip will cost you

These my guardian angels baby go and watch me

I think I lost em, this shit gone cost me

I can’t Believe i let them put you in det coffin

I need some love, I need a hug

Somebody tell me if it’s some room left for a thug

I need a hug, I need some love

Somebody tell if it’s some room for a thug

I can’t even picture how did they get you nigga who with you, had to caught you

slippin

I’m getting full of this lean

Getting smoking through my issues

Might start cryin while I’m driving looking at our pictures

Nigga you casket fresh gotta go out in style

You wanted to stay at the spot, wish you woulda came out of town this shit look

bad, man this shit sad

They ain’t even have to kill you for the little shit you had

Like 3 in the morning we get a call from a women she say you was laying on yo

stomach, wasn’t breathing or nothing t-shirt and pants a little bloody

It look like somebody been rumbling

These nigga’s bummin' had to be some youngin'

That wasn’t even no money

These niggas dummies, you better tell em I’m coming

I want every single last one of em

Gotta be cautious one slip will cost you

These my guardian angels baby go and watch me

I think I lost em, this shit gone cost me

I can’t Believe i let them put you in det coffin

I need some love, I need a hug

Somebody tell me if it’s some room left for a thug

I need a hug, I need some love

Somebody tell if it’s some room for a thug

I’ll never forget ya, I’m finna tattoo ya picture

This fo yo mama and yo sister

The shit that we did don’t mention

We only did that because that was our nigga

Lord forgive, I’m finna order some hittas we gotta give em somebody delivered

We had to get it the harder way

Im talking way before carter days

Came home on that murder how you even murdered, ain’t gone lie that shit hurt

I want nigga, you Hercules how the fuck did you let dem nigga’s come hurt you

What was they purpose, did they do det shit I purpose

I know you was in that bitch servin

How many was it, did you get a chance to bust, I know them niggas couldn’t

touch you

We look good together, you brung the hood together, nigga we still together

I’m with you forever, you was little bro but you big

We was like Simon and tristion we was climbing fences

One slip will cost you, these my guardian angels baby go and watch me

I think I lost em, this shit gone cost me

I can’t Believe i let them put you in det coffin

I need some love, I need a hug

Somebody tell me if it’s some room left for a thug

I need a hug, I need some love

Somebody tell if it’s some room for a thug