Wings

(Wings, wings, wings) Yeah

P, this shit beautiful(Wings, wings, wings)

(Spread my wings, my wings, my wings)

Just let me think about my life

(And fly, fly, fly, fly)

Where I wanna go, and where I been

(Fly, fly, fly) Yeah

Turn the headphones up

(Spread my wings, wings, wings)

Take me away from all the drama man

I miss the old days

With all of these backstabbers

I feel like the old jay

I wanna open up my parachute

But it's cold playing this role

When you never been the type to role play

There's something about this game

And it fucks with you mentally

Like football players leaving the league

With traumatic brain injuries

And eventually

You'll never be the same as you were

Then you look back at your life

And everything is a blur

Like did I really turn 23

And see a mill before 24?

Did I really blow it all like a hand grenade

In the middle of a civil war?

Am I still down with the same niggas

That I came in with?

Do they really value my friendship?

Or do they just love the attention?

Not to mention my girlfriends, what went wrong?

Did they do me too right?

Am I the same as the snakes?

Is the past coming back to bite?

Did I waste too many days?

Did I fight too many nights?

Will they love me when I die?

Will I ever learn to fly?

Spread my wings, spread my wings, my wings

Use my wings, use my wings, my wings

Spread my wings, spread my wings, my wings

And fly (fly, fly, fly)

Fly

Fly

Fly

Use my, use my

Introduction to Victor, not Vic Mensa

The one you never meet in a XXL issue

I got so many issues

I should be my own publisher

The beat is my therapist

Skateboard, paint the picture

A portrait of the artist formally known as Vic

I read the signs

I was close to overdose like Prince

Picking pill pieces up out of the bathroom sink

Like an armored truck ride in the rink

I'd probably be a vegetable

If not for medical attention

My self destructive habits

Have me itching like Tyrone Biggums

In the cyclone of my own addiction

The voices in my head keep talking

I don't wanna listen

"You'll never be good enough nigga you never was

Nobody fucking needs you

You should just jump off the bridge

You hurt everyone around you

You impossible to love

I don't want you to live

I wish you were fucking dead

I wish you were never born

We would all be better for it

I don't love you I don't like you

Like a fucking metaphor

Fuck everyone song you ever done

You lie to everyone

And ask them to tell the truth

When that's something you never done

You a fucking embarrassment, how dare you win

Nigga, you let the devil in

You're still a drug addict

You're nothing without your medicine

Go and run to your sedatives

You can't run forever Vic"

Climb the tallest building and spread your wings

Spread my wings, spread my wings, my wings

My wings, wings, wings, wings

Use my wings, use my wings, my wings

Spread my wings, spread my wings, my wings

And fly (fly, fly, fly)

Fly

Fly

Fly

Here's my

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

(The answer to the questions that wings are)

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

(The metaphor for birds is eternal)

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

(Spread my wings, and fly)

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

Let it fly

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

Let's go

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling

Falling to the sky(spread your wings)

Let's get it

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling

Falling to the sky(spread your wings and fly)

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky

Good Evening