Lyrics:
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
listening to wings on a pyramid. You know, this is my love album. I told myself, if I was a billionaire, what would I do? I told myself I would make a love
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
If you made it this far, all I can say is thank you. Thank you for listening to the album. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for going on this
people disagree with me
And how stereotypically boring these lyrics will be
[Pre-Chorus]
The beast is sort of cool
[Chorus]
I like the beast, a little
champagne
Where angels soar, with golden wings in thug's mansion
Every corner, every city
There's a place where life's a little easy
Little Hennessy,
champagne
Where angels soar, with golden wings in thug's mansion
Every corner, every city
There's a place where life's a little easy
Little Hennessy,
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
fly away
Yeah I wanna fly away
I wish I had a pair wings
cnd I wish that I could sing a little better
Sunshine feel the breeze in my feathers.
I just
have teeth that cause the wings to vibrate. Females notice the difference in pulse rate, females lose bc they won’t make little crickets. 51 v 58 pulses
there's something I feel strongly about,
Then I'll discuss it,
And if I only make one album before I kick the bucket?
I'll hold that album to my heart in my
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas'll still catch a nigga
Cop-cop 'Raris, I don't test
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
rather rot until I
Died upon this earth
You should not have wiped
Away the filthy after-birth
Nail a pair of wings to me and
I'll depart the earth by earth
up with KB before you see
Us on a grime blog
We was on E wing, just Bousbaa and Blake
2012, I was free
I'm tryna deal, steal, cheat, I need to eat
Flex
By sharing thoughts I hope
To find a little peace here
I thank Allah for blessing me
To be creative
So here's a diss for me
For bein'
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
is my Adderall
Where the fuck is all my weed
Where the fuck did I leave my god damn wings
Your kids are your kids are in there tw... they're adults now
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