Meek Mill, Brent Faiyaz - Halo (feat. Brent Faiyaz)

Should I just wear a halo? 'Cause I already know too many angels (know too many angels) Should I just wear a halo? (Mhm) 'Cause I already know too many angels (know too many angels, angels), yeah Yeah I've been grinding all my life, chasing dreams Not really paying attention what it do to my health And I could tell you that this life ain't what it seems But no matter what it is, I stay true to myself I say, "Young nigga rumble and stay humble through the fake shit" All this money and bad bitches, I'm in the matrix Tryna be successful and still fighting open cases At times, I get angry at God, like, "Why you take Nip'?" Got me losing hope in the hood, I'm feeling hatred From niggas that look just like me, same color faces She say she ain't fuck in a year, I told her, "Taste it" She did it on the first night, and I'm looking for my first wife Tryna find trust in my heart, but it don't work right Think I'm getting numb to the pain, 'cause it don't hurt right I just wanna go to my hood, wheelie a dirt bike And post up on the block with the ones that think That I forgot how we was standing on the corner with them Glocks But I know if I go back to that corner, I'll get shot Or get robbed, in a box to make me fade away I miss y'all too but this my calling to go pave a way, for real Should I just wear a halo? 'Cause I already know too many angels (know too many angels) Should I just wear a halo? (Mhm) 'Cause I already know too many angels (know too many angels, angels), yeah Yeah And everybody competing on social media Shit is fake, all it did was make us greedier I got it all, and I be still feeling needier Tryna shine for all the times they ain't believe in us So I kinda relate when I see you being fake Shorty, take that makeup off, I wanna see your face Standing in the club, popping bottles, sipping Ace Looking at the people, looking at me like I'm straight Knowing I've been going through some shit that I don't speak about Lately, I've been stressing 'bout, man, fuck it, I'ma leave it out Let 'em know my business, they gon' judge me, fuck it, keep 'em out I been soul searching all alone, digging deeper now Tryna find my truth, dream chasing as a youth Last night, shit, I was stressing, I woke up and bought a coupe Put it on the 'Gram and made a caption, that was cool But I feel better when I'm picking Papi up from school Just chilling with my mom This feel better than when I'm chillin' with a dime, 'cause I know All these hoes they ain't really on my side and I know Say you're my bro', but he ain't really down to slide And it's a few that got my back, and I could feel it in my spine And we gon' chase these dreams Pray the money never make me change But I got two just to make these lanes 'Cause it's gon' make me aim even higher than ever Sincerely yours, you know I'm grinding forever Should I just wear a halo? ('Cause I already-) 'cause I already know too many angels Should I just wear a halo? (Halo) ('Cause I already-) 'cause I already know too many angels Though it gets hard for me, gotta make a living (a living) Nigga got mouths to feed, can't turn up missing Niggas do wrong by me, I'm unforgiving Should I just wear a halo?