Angels
A$AP Rocky Feat. Bun B Paul Wall & Killa Kyleon Lyrics


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Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang

I'm the dope mane bitches sniffin' cocaine
All my young niggas know that they could all weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(Call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh

If, if, if you see me trucking bitch

They call me young drug dealer
They call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter
24 years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my 'cause niggas
Finna' let it fly for my blood niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck niggas
If you a trill nigga, then fuck wit' us
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
Wit' a pistol on him prolly' wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of puddin mean muggin' wit' a hoodie
Like what's goodie
Tryin' to be the motherfucker that you couldn't
Knowin' you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't
All my young niggas they gon' rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga be you fucked up be cool
All the young niggas in crew they down to let it fly

For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me

Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang

Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the God of that
Gave you my back nigga' pardon that
Fuck that shit I brought mobbin' back
I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back
Motherfuck black land I brought Harlem back
Rollin' in my Benzo
Hoes on the curb a couple of friends
Rollin down my window
Yo what's the word, fuck it get in
Ride round wit' these bimbos
She give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect tho'
Keep a watch out for them Winslows
Cause' the boys gon' creep
D-boys gone' serve
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve
Imma' get by while the world gon' turn
Imma' get mine like you gon' get yours
Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve
Niggas in the streets when the heat got burned
Feel a nigga be you fucked up be cool
All the young niggas in crew they down to let it fly

For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me

Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang




Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A$AP Rocky feat. Florence Welch's song Angels touch on a lot of different themes and ideas. The beginning of the song talks about selling drugs and making money, with A$AP Rocky rapping about being a young drug dealer and having a heart "made of puddin." He talks about his "young niggas" who are willing to do whatever it takes to make money and make a name for themselves. The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "all weigh," which could be interpreted as weighing drugs or weighing money.


Later in the song, A$AP Rocky talks about his involvement in fashion, stating that he "started" the ripped jeans trend and Hood by Air. He also talks about bringing back the concept of mobbing and robbing. The song ends with him rapping about cruising around in his Benz with women and shouting out his connections.


Overall, the lyrics to Angels glorify a lifestyle focused on making money and gaining power, whether through drug dealing or fashion. The emphasis is on being young and living fast, with little regard for consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
I have a lot of gold chains and a car with wooden details that runs on propane fuel


Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
I sell drugs through my phone


I'm the dope mane bitches sniffin' cocaine
I'm a drug dealer and women are attracted to me because I provide cocaine


All my young niggas know that they could all weigh, all weigh
All my young associates know that they can trust me to provide the right amount of drugs


(Call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
If you need drugs, call me and I'll provide the right amount


They call me young drug dealer
People call me a young drug dealer


They call me young thug nigga
People call me a young tough guy


24 karats my slugs glitter
The bullets in my gun are made of 24 karat gold and shine brightly


24 years old worth a couple million
I'm only 24 years old and already worth a few million dollars


Finna' let it fly for my blood niggas
I'll go all out for my gang members


Middle finger up to you fuck niggas
I'm showing disrespect to my enemies


If you a trill nigga, then fuck wit' us
If you're a real person, then join us


Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
I run fast, like a bullet


Wit' a pistol on him prolly' wouldn't even pull it
Even with a gun, I probably wouldn't use it


Heart made of puddin mean muggin' wit' a hoodie
I may look tough with my hoodie on, but I have a soft heart


Like what's goodie
What's good?


Tryin' to be the motherfucker that you couldn't
I'm trying to be the best that I can be


Knowin' you
I know you


Down to let it fly when I shouldn't
I'm willing to take risks, even if I shouldn't


All my young niggas they gon' rep it to the fullest
All my young gang members will represent our group fully


Tell a fuck nigga be you fucked up be cool
Tell any enemies to calm down if they're in trouble


All the young niggas in crew they down to let it fly
All my young gang members are willing to take action


Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that
I'm responsible for the trend of having ripped jeans


Hood by air man I started that
I started the trend of wearing the clothing brand 'Hood by Air'


Niggas claim they the God of black
People claim they are the best in the black culture


Well your name is purple I'm the God of that
I am the best at everything, even in things unrelated to the black culture (purple)


Gave you my back nigga' pardon that
I supported you in the past, forgive me for not doing so now


Fuck that shit I brought mobbin' back
I brought back the trend of living the gangster lifestyle


I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back
I brought back the trend of robbery and the glory days of Harlem


Motherfuck black land I brought Harlem back
I revitalized Harlem, and don't care about other parts of the world


Rollin' in my Benzo
I'm driving in my Mercedes-Benz


Hoes on the curb a couple of friends
I see some girls on the street with a few of my friends


Rollin down my window
I'm lowering my car window


Yo what's the word, fuck it get in
What's up? Come on in the car


Ride round wit' these bimbos
I'm driving around with these dumb girls


She give head to my kin folk
She performs oral sex on my relatives


Shout outs my connect tho'
I'm giving a shout out to my drug supplier


Keep a watch out for them Winslows
Be careful of the police


Cause' the boys gon' creep
The police will be spying on us


D-boys gone' serve
Drug dealers will be selling drugs


Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve
Girls will be ejaculating and I'll be swerving the car


Imma' get by while the world gon' turn
I'll survive in this world that keeps moving forward


Imma' get mine like you gon' get yours
I'll get what's mine, just like you'll get what's yours


Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve
People who are cowards will become brave when they have a gun


Niggas in the streets when the heat got burned
People will only come outside when it's safe to do so


Feel a nigga be you fucked up be cool
If someone is in trouble, tell them to relax and be calm


All the young niggas in crew they down to let it fly
All my young gang members are ready to take action


For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
Someone like me, a young gangster


They let it fly
They are willing to act destructively


Ten gold chains, wood grain propane
I have a lot of gold chains and wood-paneled car running on propane fuel


Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
I sell drugs through my phone


Jiggy young nigga like me
I'm a stylish young gangster




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: IMOGEN JENNIFER HEAP, CLARENCE IAN CONNOR, DAYQUAN DAVIS, SOLOMON DAVIS, RAKIM MAYERS

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