Devil in the City of Angels

Palm trees

But the shade feel fatal

Gold teeth

In the city of angels (yeah)

Red eyes on Rodeo, hoodie over halo

Tattoo on my chest say “better lay low”

Sidewalk full of saints in the same clothes

All of us sinnin’ just to pay notes

Billboards preachin’, credit cards bleedin’

I’ve been sellin’ dreams that I don’t believe in

Cross on my neck, but the chain too tangled

Feelin’ like a devil in the city of angels (uh)

I’m the devil in the city of angels

Smile like grace, but my hands on the table

Pray in the back of a blacked-out rental

Halo on the dash, pitchfork in the mental (yeah, yeah)

Devil in the city of angels

Too many deals, every word feel fatal

Kiss on the cheek, but my heart so hateful

I’m the devil, I’m the devil in the city of angels

Bright sky, but the souls look grayscale

Everyone a prophet in an email chain sale

Penthouse view, can’t sleep ‘cause the pain stale

Sins taste sweet when you stuck in the same hell

I’ve been tryna change up, change comes painful

Every good deed feel strange, ungrateful

Mirror in the bathroom, lookin’ unfaithful

See another devil in the city of angels (yeah)

I’m the devil in the city of angels

Smile like grace, but my hands on the table

Pray in the back of a blacked-out rental

Halo on the dash, pitchfork in the mental (woah)

Devil in the city of angels

Too many deals, every word feel fatal

Kiss on the cheek, but my heart so hateful

I’m the devil, I’m the devil in the city of angels