Wings

Why don't you do me a solid Too many cooks in the kitchen Tryna find what's missing Can't touch my palette Thought they were born with God, didn't warn poor kids, can't touch my talent Obsessed with the drugs, obsessed with the clubs And they wonder why they life off balance Watch me go and take off No days off Call me the pilot Let me spread my wings Too many grown boys Out here making fake noise Lil' late night flings Find the girl of God's choice Only time you'll catch me out here chasin' rings Always ask who's next Depends if I'm on the list Better check my genes Like the All-Time Lakers God wrapped greatness inside my seams Takin' my seat in a sold-out crowd While I'm So-Fi bound Bout to go downtown Reppin' my city Better check G-code Of the 864 But I won't bow down Lames at the circus mockery lurking Callin' me joke While soundin' like clowns Why go to church when You can pop Percees Run from your problems While your whole life drowns Bottles spread out all on your floor Satan knockin' at your door Let him in for a round Never checkin' up on your score Tempted with one or two more Let him keep you bound Slave to the love and Slave to the buzz and Slave to the numb and Slave to the uh I'm a slave to the one I'm a slave to the Son I'm a slave to the Savior Please Let me spread my wings Too many grown boys Out here making fake noise Lil' late night flings Find the girl of God's choice Only time you'll catch me out here chasin' rings Always ask who's next, Depends if I'm on the list Better check my genes Like the All-Time Lakers God wrapped greatness inside my seams Pop, pop, pop, pop, you losin' it all Runnin' with God, my usable source Stirrin' the pot, not losin' the sauce There was a time when I was so lost Now I seek refuge in the King That's sentencing To give the best of me Potentially When I do rest in peace A legacy Prestige for Elohim I don't got no time for the vain gain I don't got no time for my own name Just shoot my shot with a straight aim Then I trust God with a homing I step in booths like I'm ordained I put in work, never complain Firm faith in God is my campaign I let him work through my whole frame Let me spread my wings Too many grown boys Out here making fake noise Lil' late night flings Find the girl of God's choice Only time you'll catch me out here chasin' rings Always ask who's next, Depends if I'm on the list Better check my genes Like the All-Time Lakers God wrapped greatness inside my seams