The A Team

I went to school with maria, the other day I seen her
Dancing up and down on the pole
When I was smoking on some tiva
She was a cheerleader
What happened to her, nobody knows
Got me feeling like an asshole
I got it perfect, and I don’t know
If I deserve it
And when I’m on stage, I see a memory
It fucks me up cause, it could have been me
And they say she’s on the class a team
Stuck in her day dream
Been this way since 18, but lately
Her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries and they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we’re just under the upper hand
And go for a couple of grams
She don’t wanna go outside tonight
And in her pi she flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
And it’s too cold outside
For angels to fly, for angels to fly

I ain’t spoken to my best friend in over 2 years
It’s fucked up cause he’s addicted to the pills
And he’s fucked up
Not too long ago, we was on the come u
Your 2 best friends got signed, no such luck
See you was in the group or shine,
We either still shine and dine
And we was all jut tryin not to wake up my mom
But kanye didn’t want you
A couple years later then I got signed too
You always felt like we didn’t do enough for you
If you done been patient, we could make more moves
And now I’m hearing stories
I know your 2 best friends just living our your dreams
I let you pack, I let you pack
I feel like I let you down and there ain’t no fucking drug for that
Her we go, here we go

Cause we’re just under the upper hand
And go for a couple of grams
He don’t wanna go outside tonight
And in the pi he flies to the motherland
Get stove from the pusha man
And it’s too cold outside
For angels to fly, for angels to fly.