Angles - Miraa May, JME, Preditah

Conversations, I’ve been waiting to have 'em

Tryna change the way I speak so that they don’t feel so challenged

Can you see the inconsistency?

Can feel the imbalance

I can tell you either way that all that shit’s a distraction

I can tell you either way that all this shit’s a distraction

They have no compassion, they’re following fashion

Yeah, I’m not involved, take me out of the caption

Don’t fit in a box, I fit in a mansion

Can you imagine?

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

Wake up in the morning (Yeah), money’s on my mind

Yeah, I keep on yawning 'cause I’m tired from the high

I’ve been doing this all week, I ain’t even had no sleep

Mama’s out here calling me

Like, «Amira, that bill is due next week»

Thinking, what am I gonna do?

Think it’s cool but it just won’t do

Considering things that I won’t ever do

My mind’s racing for sending rockets to the moon, yeah

Now I’m chasing rockers to the moon, yeah

Chasing cloud nine too soon everyday

But I’ma watch them fade away, so sad

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam (Yeah)

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

I want no name, no fame

No chain, on my wrist, no watch, no bangle

Don’t want a pic, nah fam, I’m a shambles

Don’t want shocks like a roman candle

That stress there, man can’t handle

A few real friends, yeah, just a handful that disappear, don’t care

Reappear out the mist, yeah, like Steel Bangles

Yeah, I don’t dare, when they need me, I’m always there

When I need them, they’re live on set

When I need them, they’re live

So big them up, when I was broke, they picked man up

You’re on smoke, don’t fizz man up for no joke

They’ll kick man up, Ronaldo style, fix man up, I said-

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

Always for the gram, yeah

Always for the gram

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram

You don’t know my angles, you ain’t got the cam

Tryna do a mad ting, always for the gram