WINGS

Think about the future & feel like it's all timing
Cheffing On the beat start the track & it's all dining
Lost up in dark to the world it be all shining
Look for peace of mind only thing that is worth finding
Fuck all they opinions regardless they gon chime in
Like I punch the clock had to go & just put time in
Back before the Michellin cooking up old ramen
Off the common sense figured out it ain't so common
Feel like nothing worse than to leave all the time wasted
Fuck the giving up feel so close that my mind taste it
Nothing for debate use my pen to go close cases
Want the newer view but surrounded by old faces
League all of my own prolly why I don't know races
Judging by the heart it be going beyond faces
Crew is full of mitches who be moving more like Aces
Follow bpms tryna keep from my mind racing

Feeling out this planet off a something I ain't planning out
You either giving in or find a way to stand it out
Before the audio with nothing really panning out
If worth having it ain't ever being handed out
Take it day by day
In it til the finish
& on if always hands on how I handle business
Where I put the pain on not maintain a image
This Popeye going too strong when he off the spinach
Reppin for the village
What it mean to me
Come correct and try to leave it how it need to be
You walk the road with nothing ever given easily
I walk alone wishing that there was more like 3 of me
Breaking the bank accounts to looking like a greenery
Ofcourse I love the hood but need to change the scenery
& Learn to the fly & get up high just how a eagle be
No longer got my eyes closed it's time I need to see