Wings

I got some cattle that came from the son
I got some battles I know should be won
I heard some rattles they lurking my circle he bit me 'cause pride never told me to run
What are the wages engaging in fun
Hopefully memories banking my funds
Even the memories holding me prisoner
What I remember is keeping me stuck
Amber be catching me catching a gaze
Catching me living, I'm in the old days
Living in places I never appraised
Just to come back to my senses amazed
The way God been working I give him a raise
Threw up my hands and I give him the praise
Angels been working I give a raise
Angels been working I put on my

Wings
I'm not perfect
Wings
I'm not perfect
As I lay myself down
Put on my wings
As I lay myself down
Put on your wings



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lloyd
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