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Wings
album cover
Utwór Wings został wydany 11 września 2018 przez Only & Ill Records jako część albumu F**k You
Released11 września 2018
WytwórniaOnly & Ill Records
JęzykEnglish
BPM100
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

Yeah
We never could believe in our father, our fathers failed us
We broke the law only for mail, and they jailed us
I ain't have too many friends, my friends were illustrated
Cried the day my mom came home, rehabilitated
Even before my child, I had mouths to feed
I was looking out when nobody was looking out for me
Just to think I started my hustle, with a ounce of weed
But in the end I still got arrested, for a pound or three
We was listening to Tupac, Hit 'Em Up
A bag of guns in a club the homies, lit it up
Shoplifted paint, hit the train and, did it up
Big bro doing stickups, fingers, twisted up
Me and Ill used to roll like a E pill
Freestyle all night in my Sedan de Ville
Learned how to make songs with the Sandpeople
They gassed me up, I ain't even need a refill
Started spitting the day I heard Big L
Got a lotta dreams, some bigger than Denzel
I got a wild story I hope that it ends well
Am I right, am I wrong, sometimes I just can't tell, but
One night I had a bad dream
And you said it'd be okay
I did a lot of bad things
I knew I'd never get away
But one night I had a dream
The next morning I didn't wake
That night I grew wings
That morning I flew away
I remember rolling a blunt, wit' a quarter O
I remember taking the bus, out to Forest Grove
I remember having my doubts, 'bout the music though
Couple years lived on the couch, at the studio
Never had too many friends, friends were rap-related
Used to bump an old mixtape, that my grandma gave me
Dad my superhero I swear, it ain't exaggerated
Mom went to college in her 30's and never graduated
Let someone put hands on me once, second time snapped
Got my ass whipped at the crib if I ain't fight back
Bumping Charlie Hustle, letting 40 give me game though
Homie J got popped and let me move his weight though
I was moving bags on the bus, wasn't safe though
Tried to rob me I got jumped, I was straight though
First bitch left me I cried, I'm okay though
Second bitch left me I tried, something changed though
We looked up to Pun, Pac and then Big L
Fought a lot of scenes and almost got expelled
Only time we felt heaven is when we would inhale
Am I right, am I wrong, sometimes I can't tell, damn
One night I had a bad dream
And you said it'd be okay
I did a lot of bad things
I knew I'd never get away
But one night I had a dream
The next morning I didn't wake
That night I grew wings
That morning I flew away
Written by: Matthew Smokavich, Robert Tidwell
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