Name: ToDieForAnAngel StevensStillAlive (Prod. TOMMY BUTTERS) by StevensStillAlive
Duration: 2 min 7 s
Description: prod by Tommy Butters lyrics and mixing and mastering by me

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LYRICS:

“How could you ever be proud of yourself?”
“I’ve never been prouder.”

Rolling too deep, with a pack full of muds
I got cross-eyed faded, hit her back with a buzz
Thats a 2 time grammy, when I’m under-feeling love
In a Memphis sample, chop it up, it a cut

Cuttin' mob ties, god five, separate the blood
Red veins bleed blue, does that make me ‘merica?
Cause the white bleed blue, now my soul indigo, pack the-
Purple in da pipe, now we smokin’ da indica

40oz, Johnny Dang, rolling with da contraband
Gucci umbrella, for when her tears getting out her face
Human race, the only race, where you can get a fucking stake
And stab my heart, hope insurance can cover the blood stains

Depths of this pit, just making me laugh
Got 40 psycho exes covering ‘merican maps
I’ma love when they discover the merit of facts
Memories linger like you a ghost in the past

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds
(2x)

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red-

-

As hollow as tree’s do, might see what the keef do
I’m labeled as crazy, point fingers at you too
I ain’t concerned at the plot at what she do-
Tears full of cheating, does she know that we knew?

I might go wax on the pen, off Miyagi
I am too high to accept your apology
Eyes getting glassy, I know you ain’t sorry
Dead-beat bitch, I ain’t pray to a phoney-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

Graveyard shift workin' 9 to a 5
I don't need percocet's, cause the weed do fine 
Perci' to perci-seconds, I feel a major high 
I've been running too long, now my spirit don't fly

I see no future, casino my mutual 
Fearing the cure and I, drink at my funeral 
Holes in they head while they eatin' their cereal 
The cross upside down, cause the feeling is mutual

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red...

-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

ONLY ONE TIME

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀

BIG TULSA
LYRICS:

Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa
-
For my severance, I got little leverage
I won’t meet your parents, cause they hella selfish

They breeding beauty, now she serving duty, cause her figures missing, no support for dreamin’

Sorry children, this ain’t wicked fiction, cannot look at these bitches, I wish they we’re thinkin’

Hailing down, just like a rainy evening, I got more in me, pour forty four for da drinkin’
-
Blood on my lips, it’s turning toxic, fallin’
Call what it is, I’m really sorry, call it
Lesson learnin’ from the preacher, facetious
It's kinda ironic, that Adderal that need us

Mask up my neck, they can’t see us
Move in silence, ninjas, came to healin'
Angel, even if I knew your demons-
Couldn’t help, my aura only fleeting...

Chap up my lips, we can make out what love is-
Wrap up this shit, cause I’m hurting and hugging
Fucking’ concussion, Im straight to the cutting, white
Lie after line, and these bottles be thumpin’

Rolling on floors, cause da lower the better, it-
make me forget that my lovers in my sweaters
After all the dust and debris has settled-
I’m the one that had to pick up the rubble.
-
Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa

TULSA

𝐓𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐀

SKRT SKRT

LYRICS:

Watch how I move
Watch how they move
Watch how I move
Watch how they move

Watch how I move
Why should I move?
Why should I move?
Watch how I move

-

Quick coupe, fast car-
This shit speeding down the road like it’s NASCAR
Nigga's know I keep that thunder like its Asgard
I be preaching out them facts, pastor

Me my bro, yeah we speeding on the freeway
Caught an op, nah he don’t get no leeway
When it comes to this shit I’m the DJ
If a nigga wanna talk I call a PJ

*ring* I’m here…

See nosebleeds, da coke, da whip disease
We no lease, da whip, got quick-release
Red on go, not handing over keys

Mad at the class, ya should order a coffin- and da
Smoke filled the air, from da drift, now she coughin' and so-
Seeing as it is, red-handed, da culprit
I admit... played a crucial part in fucking yo bitch

Monster for da watch, it cost me 10 bens
If they scribble down my sins, they might need new pen
Interstate they coppin’, but bitch we on ten
If my car lookin’ hot, we needa new VINNNNN

Quality insurance, I been moving, I got Aflac
Broads whippin’ donuts, I admit, thata Hatchback
Startin’ arguements, I ain’t lookin for that sass back
She pushed to start, my car ‘ready has that

Ram-bo-ghini in dis bitch
Stay in yo lane, musta lee me stalone
Hit that drift with a EEEE
Hop outta whip, she dizzy, getta grip

4 on the dash, I ain’t tryna meet ya dad
Mad with the lash, we don’ pay this in cash
Looking at my stocks, she might see my NASDAQ
I got 20 thousand dollars in my grin like WOOO

-

Watch how I move
Watch how they move
Watch how I move
Watch how they move

Watch how I move
Why should I move?
Why should I move?
Watch how I move

-

Reachin' top speeds like aphetamines
Skrt-skrt-skrt by my enemies
Car stalled out, ain't ahead of me
Konlono calmin' down, got a remedy

Got a fast whip, race in NASCAR
Twin turbos V12, fast car
Bitch I ain't ever usin' buspars
Shit too weak so I take bars...

NASCAR

𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐃𝐢𝐧𝐨 & 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞)

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i thought of you

prod by Tommy Butters lyrics and mixing and mastering by me 

ToDieForAnAngel StevensStillAlive (Prod. TOMMY BUTTERS)

(Hook) 

I'm out of options, stop it, 
might commit murder for profit, 
pastor just told me I'm toxic, 

I DONT NEED HELP I NEED OPTIONS


ItWillAllBeOverSoon

ToDieForAnAngel StevensStillAlive (Prod. TOMMY BUTTERS)

StevensStillAlive

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