Lyrics:
need no wings
The way my VVs shine in my teeth they call me Mr bling
And I rock the golds
Bitch I stay solid I won't never fold
I can't fuck with no
You wake up at five
In the morning
But you don't need sleep
Till your eyelids bleed
You strap on your wings
From your shoulders
And yet you deny
That
The grass is wrapping around my ankles, wash me off in the blood
I'm the big bad wolf, they all run when they see me
I grow my wings and I jump off this
Fool, where you keep the rims and tires? (Fool)
'Fore yo' life expires, I'm as nutty as Michael Myers
Didn't think about the Rottweiler
A lot
And my head on a pil-low of stone
Now I have a grand ship on the o-cean
All mount-ed with sil-ver and gold
And be-fore my poor dar-lin' would suf-fer
Oh!
Spread your wings, don't be afraid to try
The world can be hard, you gotta live a little 'fore you die
So open that door, step out in the bright
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
'cause this is how I'm livin' and y'all women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey
and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how I'm livin and yall women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
me For Death like Steven
Or relievin' your breathin', long as I'm even 'fore I'm leavin'
Pain
I wish this pain, would go away
We're talkin about
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
me For Death like Steven
Or relievin' your breathin', long as I'm even 'fore I'm leavin'
Pain
I wish this pain, would go away
We're talkin about
the wings
Spread 'em open, takin' flight, nigga shot at
Bizzy the Kid's ready for combat, bring it on
Napalm, brung back, runnin' with machine guns
And an all
(Yeah, what was that?) Ayo
That bitch belch like a stinking hog
There's some like, two flies came out your mouth with no wings
Stinking bitch
Fuck off,
floor, sixth court
Bling-bling king, nigga, money ain't a thing, nigga
Ridin' in a Lamborghini, suicidal eagle wings
Assault rifles, my little homies
lie, you're much too good to be true
Don't fire fight
Yeah I feel you burning, everything's burning
Don't fly too high
Your wings might melt, you're
Ah, ooh, such a feeling when we kiss
'Fore we start the morning
I get so full of this feeling
I'd like to spread my wings and fly
It fills my heart
took off and shook off them hatin' fuckers 'fore you showed up
I ripped up and cliqued up, my niggas Multi, that's why we colder
Came down to roll up,
Taking head shots, 187 the scene
Oh shit, jughead just bought a 5, g-head
A king tut piece, 'bout the size of Little Maurice
Fore I step out the crib put
figures
Raised around bottles and dope fiends
On a high seat since the day I turned sixteen
747, I'm starin' at plane wings
Prayin' the Lord's seen,
wit' dude
I got Lazy-Boy bank, that's comfort loot
I'm a offense coordinator run n' shoot
You, watch your grill what you ought to do
Fore' your ribs
might guard him
with my man's type proper
Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you? Beat it
'fore we take off
might guard him
with my man's type proper
Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you? Beat it
'fore we take off
Fool, where you keep the rims and tires? (Fool)
'Fore yo' life expires, I'm as nutty as Michael Myers
Didn't think about the Rottweiler
A lot
it's not right, when they fight
Open up your wings, lets fly together
I never see the tears around me
I never knew 'til it's too late
I always felt
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