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No doctor but I'm loosing patience grow wings now
Was higher then a mother fucking Boeing now got a round
Trip ticket off my first big hit
So

With the wings spread out
Spread out
So I'm rollin' through my city
With my music up and windows down
I feel great now
I ain't 'bout to live defeated

a problem
With Fathering me
Like a seed planted by a humble farmer
That needed adequate sunlight and water
God You never had an issue
With watering me
With

thoughts just keep on hovering
I wish that I could fly away and maybe take my mother's wings
She not from this world she's an angel that keeps ushering
These

Doors lookin' like I slit the wrist
 
Tell me what is good Patna
I been riding wit some monsters I,
Took my nigga off the block, and now
He on the wing

for the wings and shit
When really I wanna see Heaven down that pole

Losing my balance, you got my ankles weak
Shoulda thought about me when you made

an angel weeps
Enough of waiting in the wings
Only have one life to live, and I don't want to waste a minute
What's the point of getting rich if you don't

don't like it on her chin

She don't want me to leave, but you know that I'm leaving
I got money to make, bitch I gotta (I gotta go)

I order some wings

accepted
With angels among us
Your wings are not severed
Alchemist beloved
You wouldn't see that I'm troubled
Conflicted with spirit
Bound by a presence that

duckling with no luck nor talents
And flew with clipped wings, equipped with chipped talons
A fallen black swan robbed of his last song
Long bothered by

My girl is so forgetful she forgot her wings in heaven o
For your sake I no go  let you pick two
or go market o
Even if I get my last card girl I no

Life ain't never been so clear to me
Gotta be made for it
Fulfilling all these prophecies
Spent too many nights alone
Don't know if i'm protected by

Yea I go by Zoroo and its nice to meet ya
Ima slay this beat, the pussy good then i might eat ya
When you with the gang bitch
Better watch ya language
I

the more I knew, that it ain't just about Newt
Gotta clear it in my head, got me tearin' on my bed
Ain't no theories, man he's dead, by this fury now I'm led

you leave without your flame
Better stay close by your gang
My young nigga sell dope he aint getting no B's & A's
My hair locked up I aint getting no

Theory of Humanity

Produced by 1st official 

Verse 1

Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine

anyone around you, you
I never trust you, you
I never back you, you
You said I never hate you, you
No more lies under tattoos
Nobody was given wings by red

wing 
cfter school we steady blazing up fat fronto  fat fronto fat fronto 
Chasing after the baddest hoes 
Let's talk about young pappy 
The star

the garden, baby, fresher than mint

Someone calls
Something rings
Look up to the sky before you open your wings

Feel the sun, feel the breeze
I hope you

and
Licking my fingers clean like i'm eating chicken wings and
Leaving your bones for the vultures to have a feast with
So don't ever deceive me and don't give

chilli Shawty
Prolly Wok in The Maid
Tryna cuff it yeah
Tryna cuff it uh... cuff it!
Parked by the mall
Yeah we Rolling
Yeah we wokin'
Yeah we Leanin
Woke

it's okay
You don't have to lie
We going make it out the struggle
Imma shine
You just got to give me time
We going get by
We don't need no alibi
See

to give up
When the smallest thing is heart breaking
Considering giving into the shadows
I’m afraid of losing
And I’m tired of trying
Chains on wings

Drove my car right through the stars, I won't take this time for granted
Like a song by Sarah Vaughn, with the wind in my windows
It won't be long until