Wings (feat. Pharrell Williams & Saul Williams)

(Wings, wings, wings) Yeah

P, this shit beautiful (Wings, wings, wings)

(Spread my, spread my wings, wings)

It's made me think about my life (And fly, fly, fly, fly)

Where I wanna go, where I've been

Yeah

Turn the headphones up (Wings, wings, wings)

Take me away from all the drama, man

I miss the old days

With all of these backstabbers I feel like the O'Jays

I wanna open up my parachute, but it's cold playin' this role

When you've never been the type to role play

It's something 'bout this game, man it fucks with you mentally

Like football players leaving the league with traumatic brain injury

And eventually, you'll never be the same as you were

Then you look back at your life and everything is a blur

Like did I really turn 23 and see a mil before 24?

Did I really blow it all like a hand grenade in the middle of a civil war?

Am I still down with the same **** I came in with?

Do they value my friendship or do they just love the attention?

Not to mention my girlfriends

What went wrong? Did they do me too right?

Am I the same as the snakes? Is the past coming back to bite?

Did I waste too many days? Did I fight too many knights?

Will they love me when I die? Will I ever learn to fly?

Spread my wings, wings, wings

Raise my wings, wings, wings

Spread my wings, wings, wings

And fly, fly, fly, fly

Here's my, here's my

Introduction to Victor, not Vic Mensa

The one you never meet in the XXL issue

I got so many issues I should be my own publisher

The beat is my therapist, Skateboard, paint the picture

A portrait of the artist formerly known as Vic

I read the signs I was close to overdose like Prince

Pickin' pill pieces up out of the bathroom sink

Like an armored truck ridin' to Brink

I'd probably be a vegetable if not for medical attention

My self-destructive habits have my itchin' like Tyrone Biggums

In a cyclone of my own addiction

The voices in my head keep talkin', I don't wanna listen

You'll never be good enough ****, you never was

Nobody fuckin' needs you, you should just jump off the bridge

You hurt everyone around you, you're impossible to love

I don't want you to live, I wish you were fuckin' dead

I wish you were never born, we would all be better for it

I don't love, I don't like you, like a fuckin' metaphor

Fuck every song you ever done

You lie to everyone

And ask them to tell the truth when that's somethin' you never done

You're a fuckin' embarrassment, how dare you when

****, you let the devil in

You're still a drug addict, you're nothin' without your medicine

Go and run to your sedatives, you can't run forever Vic

Climb the tallest building and spread your wings

Spread my wings, wings, wings

Wings, wings, wings

Raise my wings, wings, wings

Spread my wings, wings, wings

And fly, fly, fly, fly

Here's my

Runnin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

The answer to the question that wings ask

Jumpin' jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

The metaphor of the bird is internal

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

Spread my wings and fly

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

And fly

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

Spread your wings

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

Spread your wings and fly

Jumpin', jumpin', jumpin', jumpin'

Fallin', fallin', fallin'

Through the sky

Good evening