Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Can't deal with me on a silver platter
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
Eye all pink, and cut to shit,
Look inside my closet
Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples
So perfect we spread our wings and fly like two doves
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear
Only getting high cuz we closer to hell
Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?
I just embrace it and take it in within my essence
And that's why i won't trip, 'cause i'm relying on my wings
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