Wings

[Intro: Pharrell Williams & Vic Mensa]

Wings, wings, wings

Yeah, P, this shit beautiful

Wings, wings, wings

Spread my wings, wings, wings

Just let me think about my life

And fly, fly

Where I wanna go, and where I been

Fly, fly, use my wings

Turn the headphones up

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]

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

Playing this role when you never been the type to role play

There's something about this game and 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 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 niggas that 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 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

Here's my wings

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]

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 (yessir!)

A portrait of the artist formerly 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 brink

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, nigga, you never was

Nobody fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking metaphor

Fuck everyone song you ever done, you lie to everyone

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

You're a fucking embarrassment, how dare you win, nigga, 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)

Wings (wings, wings)

Use my wings (wings, wings)

Spread my wings (wings, wings)

And fly, fly

Fly, fly

Here's my

[Outro: Saul Williams]

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 (fly)

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping

Falling, falling, falling to the sky (let's go)

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)