Tears running down In fantasy I trust Heaven where I'm from You stay away from us (ah!) In fantasy I trust, get your head bust It's the ex-surgeon in the cuts Silver angel will do what he must Sword keeps you motherfucking frozen, froze up Hold it to the head, fucking pose I ain't worried bout it (hey!) Bitches, uh, get the fuck up out my face Different shades on (ah!) Draggin on that motherfucking cloud While I'm running checks Gatekeepin' all night, pistol out It's that silver motherfucking angel with a knife, tell 'em (hahahaha) Lie through the head Feet bloody red Feelin' this water, calling me to bed Lie through the head Feet bloody red Feelin' this water, calling me bed Is that angel with a gun Holy money, why you 'sus? Coutin money if you got it Now they say Y'all fuckers better run! I ain't playing with you busta motherfucker Even when I'm having fun Bitch, so y'all motherfuckers better fun It's that prince with a sword Coutin money even in the mornin' I'm stuck killin' demons They bitches, yeah they have me bored I'm the forest Up in there, I'm an angel Bitch I'm not a tourist Stop by my heaven, smokin' on that fentanyl Tears running down In fantasy I trust Heaven where I'm from You stay away from us