Been five months since you went away (Yeah, Lord, forgive me for all my sins) Left without a word and nothing to say When I was the one who gave you my heart and soul (Yeah) But it wasn't good enough for you, no, so I asked God God, send me an angel from the Heavens above (What? What? What?) Send me an angel to heal my broken heart from being in love 'Cause all I do (Yeah, yeah) is cry (Is cry) God, send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes Girl, you beautiful from head to toe (Uh-oh) Yeah, I wanna be with you forever, watch our family grow The prettiest girl and I'm the most cold I'm Wiz Khalifa, you're my Amber Rose (Yeah) Believe in me, baby, even when I don't (What?) And when I'm gone, remember when you sing this song (Yeah) Yeah, that's my baby (What?), yeah, that's my dog (That's right) You drive me crazy (What?) The way you walk, the way you look, the way you talk I prayed for you, baby girl, just hold my palms The weight of the world on my shoulders, dog (Damn) And some days I feel like I'm better gone (Woo-eee) One day they gon' remember, dog Gunplay, I'm the one that did it better, huh? Sunday, Super Bowl, never done (Yeah) Who did it? You did it, we did it (You did it, baby?) I took you out the club, you better than them bitches (Man, fuck that club) I'm pussy whipped so good, I'ma fucking listen I'm pussy whipped so good, I'ma fucking listen God, send me an angel from the Heavens above (What? What? What?) Send me an angel to heal my broken heart from being in love 'Cause all I do is cry me (What? What? What? Is cry me) God, send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes Been five months, since you went away Left without a word and nothing to say When I was the one— God, send me an angel from the Heavens above (What? What? What?) Send me an angel to heal my broken heart from being in love 'Cause all I do is cry me (What? What? What? Is cry me) God, send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes It was some days, I was hopeless Yeah, kicking dope in LA County, wake up soaking Bowling KT, baby, and they know it Fuck a bitch on the gang, I be throwing One band, two band, three bands, four Lefty Gunplay, bitch, I'm 'bout to blow I told you when I got home, I was gonna explode (No, so I asked God) Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice-message system At the tone, please record your message When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press "1" for more options Yo, man, been calling you all day, bro So was looking for you, now I'm looking for you Fuck, even Doe looking for you Bro, we gotta hit the Roosevelt, bro Got shit to do tonight, man, answer the fucking phone Hit me back, bruh, come on