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letra de but when though - angel g

but when though?

hook:

but when though
could you open up that window
so i can climb back into my friend’s zone
this won’t never work
i thought you were straight-edged bro
but when could we introduced our ends yo
i thought you were my best friend no
if you had enough then go

[1st verse: angel g]

thought that then i thought wrong
even if my thoughts were exact, we would’ve never gotten far
neither of us wanted anything but to jam hard
but now, man, we never ever get along
i guess right now you’re probably sitting down, on your bed
messaging whoever’s name next pops up into your head
probably why i ain’t had a message from you since like i was 12
but we know that now that’s for the best you’re not worth me getting stressed
you treated me like piece of paper though, blank blank blank
i think i’m just gunna say it and be frank frank frank
right now i think of you as a sk-nk sk-nk sk-nk
you put me in a mood to get drank drank drank
drown my sorrows i guess i’ll dump you into the ocean then
waiting for your message back, stare at my phone, oh but when
we launched into overdrive within 3 months of having met
we were a unit who’s it that ruined it it was you you’re bent!
a cactus from your head to toe who was to know you’d just quit
being my right hand man and being a selfish pr-ck
guess it’s hoes before bros with your wasted self, isn’t it
did you know that on every level possible, you make me sick?
why am i yelling? i want you to grovel for forgiveness!
get down on your hands and knees and kiss my air force 1 mids!
how could you possibly think i’d never notice the vats of p-ss
you tried squeezing into my ears through all your lousy excuses?
you give the word ‘hypocrite’ another type of meaning, it’s like
i want you to be unhappy but i belong at your right shoulder yes
there’s a limit at which my patience can top out and cease to exist
guess tomorrow’s the day the pin drops today’s all there is

hook

[verse 2: angel g]

i’m the type of person that can make you wish you ain’t never known me never ever
but i can also make you wish that we’d always been together, can make you pray to god that you don’t ever meet anybody else again
that we were legend, it was just me and you rapping and slapping dudes forever
do you remember, the memories our embers are built on, how he befriended us
and how he turned his back so many times it’s ridiculous
and then do you remember that one day, like 61 days after the 26th of may
how i left and we never saw each other again
but now i’m coming back to find a lighter and ignite the fire again
hey homes how’s your brother doing man, two twin fighters in a bull pen
surrounded by a thousand four hundred and seventy two other men
we were like cousins yet much much much closer than that
you know despite me planting my fist on your face after you kicked me
i still felt the love we had as brothers, yo, are you still with me?
but i feel like you were in it for the interest when you were jamming with me
you give me 90% i almost always returned 150
before i said it was hoes before bros, you putting them before us
but now i realise i did the same thing, now my apology is just
i think i gotta calm it for just a second, coz honestly i don’t care if you acknowledge it
i’m putting it out there so it spikes the world like a holly leaf
poison berries are what i eat all day irresponsibly
probably why i p-ssed out and been unresponsive all week
this will probably sound g-y, but i’m as straight as straight can be
but no one actually makes me laugh so much when reminiscing
forced me to become so so weak, laughed so hard my ding dong leaked
my days man
remember when we were dealing with that karate wasteman?
we never said anything but it was like some telepathy
you grabbed him back and i spat on him before yanking his legs up effortlessly
pss suited you perfectly like it coulda been your initials almost
that’d have worked for me, won’t tell no one what it means though
take a look at his forehead to crack the code
cr-p, vision is blurry, too many berry pies quick quick hurry
get the doctor ‘fore i start slurring
*homes i miss you
i don’t even know what you look like no more, that’s the issue
put that on hold though, doc come quick, “looks like trouble”
doc can you give one last message to my homie back on the hill?
“sure” okay tell him that if he doesn’t throw his bbs out, i will
and, and, also tell him — also tell him that i will always miss him. psych!!
“okay, message delivered, you should receive a text right about now.” ‘yo it’s me i just got out of, prison, psych!’
what’s happening doc? “wake up, you had a bad dream and your bed stinks
from all your lyrical p-ssing”, lyrical pistons, working endlessly, one mind set, one vision

[bridge: angel g]

lyrical p-ssing
lyrical pistons
lyrical wisdom
lyrical visions
we’ll make a duo
as teens coz 18s too old
winters here but my words ain’t too cold
got royal flush but imma fold

[verse 3: angel g]

all in all, pss, our friendship was a healthy one
if you compare it to that of floyd mayweather and curtis jackson
i felt used at times but i abused you at times just so i’d have things to rhyme
about, now it’s the time, for you to close your eyes and i count till 5
and you have those five seconds to run away into the forest
before i stumble across why you turned so i could see your behind, now i can see the surprise
as i knock on your door and your eyes see the demise
i’ve turned a hundred and 80 and gone the right way from, where we was
that thought has always spurred me on, that we will reconcile
give me one chance just because
i said so and if you don’t agree i’ll shoot you in the — yeah there

- angel g

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