Guardian Angel - Jazz Cartier

Ha ha ha

It’s funny ain’t it, how life works?

They hate you they love they hate you again, Uh

(I am made in God’s image)

You know, God don’t like ugly

Ha ha Momma always said that to me

She always said that God loves you Jacuzzi

And I always wondered why?

(I am made in God’s image)

They say birds of a feather flock together

But in your case… they don’t

You free now, rejoice!

(I am made in God’s image)

You gotta take 'em into your world

Cigarette ashes on the bible, late nights

Tell em' so they understand Cuzzi

Tell em' Cuzzi, they need to understand

Where you came from

This anger, Where did it come from?

PARADISE!

My life been a flight with a lot of delays

I prefer blue skies, lately mine have been grey

A little turbulence, but luckily my landing was safe

Couple bodies were laid, on the path that I paved

I was fightin' depression, my spirit may have been broken

These niggas left me to dry, thought Jacuzzi was hopeless

Even with smoke in my mirror, you couldn’t fuck with my focus

I had to lay off the drugs, balance out my psychosis

My anxiety tweakin', like feds tapping my phone

I ran away with a dream and didn’t plan to come home

I tried to give you a chance, but y’all just brag and you boast

I mean I’m guilty as charged, I’m doing damage controls

Now make sure my throne sterilized, offing all the parasites

Bout to O.D., like I’m Mildred from Fahrenheit

Golden Child, know you know the name, I had to clarify

This is what y’all waited on, welcome y’all to paradise

For real

God damn

Well ain’t dat about a dollar in a bitch

Go ahead, Cuzzi

Glad you got that off yo chest

I always knew your wings were made of plastic

So go ahead and fly

And never come back

It’s your time now

You been waiting so long for the motherfucker, fuck you gonna do with it?

I’ll wait

And when you reach that castle in the sky

Just make you sure tell them your story

About Marauding In Paradise

Blackberry Molasses

One of the things that never change

You gotta keep pushin' on, the sun don’t rain all the time

There’s gonna be some heartache and pain

Woke up Sunday morning, got a little bad news today

They say my life ain’t worth living, and time is slowly ticking away

Don’t think that I’m goin' crazy, ‘cause thoughts keep runnin' through my head

I know I gotta be strong, gotta hold on, sometimes I’d rather give up instead

Seems like I’m better off dead

Blackberry Molasses

One of the things that never change (It'll never change)

You gotta keep pushin' on, the sun don’t rain all the time

There’s gonna be some heartache and pain