Lyrics:
where I'm going
I spread my wings
Up up and away I'm just following the path I've chosen
They don't know what I've been thru, know what I feel
I can't
you shot me
You need to spread love not war
'Cause you won't feel safe
Comin out your crib, knowin that we got beef
You should spread love not war
We gon spread that peace and love right now, wiyoo
I cin't playing bout it, I need my money right now
I don't care about that s*** but the hundreds
year
Your a paper plane your only fly enough to glide yea
Back around to bite yea issues to the side yea
I'll be flying by ya
Don't believe the hype yea
(COUPE)
Stack it up, make it spread
Watch that ho get naked
Stack-stack it up, make it spread
Watch that ho get- watch that ho get-
Stack it
the peso
Rainbow with the crayons, they red, blue, green and yellow
If you hang out with narcos, then I can't be your partner
I live by the G-code, my
Don't give a fuck we still won't Spread out
On my way to the top is there Now
Work so hard but bitch I'm here Now
Huh huh
Man I worked so hard
Had 3
need to spread love not war
Cause you wont feel safe
Comin out your crib, knowin that we got beef
You should spread love not war
Just think about
Spread the love by staying at home
Don't give up and don't lose hope (Hope)
If you're gonna go out
Don't forget your mask
This is twenty-twenty's
the key
A different party every day you know I get in for free
Way too bright up in this campus it don’t every get cloudy
It’s 'Cane season baby reppin’ out
by minute I'm drowning
Who's gonna look out for me
Better I stay undercover
If this is the way to be free
Fly away, fly away
Spread my wings and fly
don't know if it was in the summer time could be the month of May or June
Believe me Baby now I love you the best
When I by myself I poke out me chest
don't know if it was in the summer time could be the month of May or June
Believe me Baby now I love you the best
When I by myself I poke out me chest
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
star just wait and see
Just wait and see yuh
Sixteen driving Monte Carlos
Think I'm cool drinking out the bottle
I know they still talk shit bout me
don't
And you don't and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you don't stop
This feelin' is unmatched
This feelin' is brought to you
By adrenaline
When you get that check, spread that cash
Yeah
When you get that check, ooh, spread that cash, yeah, yeah
She don't need no man, she got OnlyFans,
rent paid
Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama?
I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottom
Cocaine vet, pedal shifting
Heroin, Ecstasy, Oxycontin, Vicodin
Coca-Cola, everything up in our jeans
Even Methamphetamins, get this bread by any means
PCP, LSD, transactions
Spread the love, nothern and southern hemisphere
Black Eyed Peas took it out of the stratosphere
We made it to the top livin' on a prayer
Nation
don't know if it was in the summer time could be the month of May or June
Believe me Baby now I love you the best
When I by myself I poke out me chest
Yo, man, just let her live, man, stop playing, man
Oh, shit, B, where's Miranda? (She with Chef)
I dreamed it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger
Thirty
away fly away
Spread out your wings and fly
Will he find a love like I once had
A love from which he was born
Young life only just beginning now
Knowing
has been broken
Since the day he learned to stand
Every night you scream and fight
You wanna spread your wings and fly
Don’t wanna cry no more
Wanna
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