Vic Mensa - Wings lyrics

[Intro: Vic Mensa and Pharrell Williams] (Wings, wings, wings) P, this sh** beautiful (Spread my wings, wings, wings, spread my wings) Just let me think about my life (And fly, fly, fly, fly) Where I wanna go, and where I been (Fly, fly, fly) Turn the headphones up [Verse 1] Take me away from all the drama man, I miss the old days With all of these backstabbers i feel like the old jay I wanna open up my parachute but it's cold playing this role when you never been the type to role play There's something about this game and it f**s with you mentally Like football players leaving the league with traumatic brain injuries 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 mill 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 n***as that I came in with? Do they really 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 nights? Will they love me when I die? Will I ever learn to fly? [Hook: Pharrell Williams] Spread my wings (wings, wings) Use my wings (wings, wings) Spread my wings (wings, wings) And fly (fly, fly, fly) Fly Fly Fly Use my wings [Verse 2] Introduction to Victor, not Vic Mensa The one you never meet in a 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 formally known as Vic I read the signs I was close to overdose like Prince Picking pill pieces up out of the bathroom sink Like an armored truck ride in the rink I'd probably be a vegetable if not for medical attention My self destructive habits have me itching like Tyrone Biggums In the cyclone of my own addiction The voices in my head keep talking, I don't wanna listen "You'll never be good enough n***a you never was Nobody f**ing needs you, you should just jump off the bridge You hurt everyone around you, you impossible to love I don't want you to live, I wish you were f**ing dead I wish you were never born, we would all be better for it I don't love you I don't like you, like a f**ing metaphor f** everyone song you ever done, you lie to everyone And ask them to tell the truth when that's something you never done You a f**ing embarra**ment, how dare you win n***a, you let the devil in You're still a drug addict, you're nothing without your medicine Go and run to your sedatives, you can't run forever Vic" Climb the tallest building and spread your wings [Hook: Pharrell Williams] Spread my wings (wings, wings) Use my wings (wings, wings) Spread my wings (wings, wings) And fly (fly, fly, fly) Fly Fly Fly Here's my [Outro: Saul Williams and Vic Mensa] Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky (The answer to the questions that wings are) Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky (The metaphor for birds is eternal) Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky (Spread my wings, and fly) Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky (spread your wings) Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky (spread your wings and fly) Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping Falling, falling, falling to the sky Good Evening