Luyện nghe bài hát Wings

[Intro: Vic Mensa and Pharrell
(Wings, wings, wings)
P, this beautiful
(Spread my wings, wings, wings, my wings)
Just let me about my life
(And fly, fly, fly, fly)
Where I wanna go, and I been
(Fly, fly, fly)
Turn the up

1]
Take me away from all the drama man, I the old days
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
There's about this game and it fucks with you mentally
Like football players the league with traumatic brain injuries
And eventually, never be the same as you were
you look back at your life and everything is a blur
Like did I turn 23 and see a mill before 24?
Did I really it all like a hand grenade in the middle of a civil war?
Am I still down with the same niggas that I in with? Do they value my friendship?
Or do they love the attention?
Not to my girlfriends, what went wrong?
Did they do me too
Am I the same as the Is the past coming back to bite?
Did I waste too days? Did I fight too many nights?
Will they love me when I die? Will I ever learn to

Pharrell Williams]
Spread my (wings, wings)
Use my (wings, wings)
my wings (wings, wings)
And fly (fly, fly, fly)
Fly
Fly
Fly
Use my

2]
Introduction to Victor, not Vic
The one you never in a XXL issue
I got so many issues, I should be my own
The beat is my therapist, Skateboard, the picture
A of the artist formally known as Vic
I read the signs I was close to overdose like
Picking pill up out of the bathroom sink
Like an truck ride in the rink
I'd probably be a vegetable if not for attention
My self destructive habits have me itching Tyrone Biggums
In the cyclone of my own
The voices in my head keep talking, I don't wanna
"You'll never be good nigga you never was
Nobody fucking needs you, you should just off the bridge
You hurt everyone around you, you to love
I want you to live, I wish you were fucking dead
I wish you were never born, we all be better for it
I don't love you I don't you, like a fucking metaphor
Fuck everyone song you done, you lie to everyone
And ask them to tell the truth when something you never done
You a embarrassment, how dare you win
Nigga, you let the in
still a drug addict, you're nothing without your medicine
Go and run to your sedatives, you can't run Vic"
Climb the tallest building and spread your

Pharrell Williams]
Spread my (wings, wings)
Use my (wings, wings)
my wings (wings, wings)
And fly (fly, fly, fly)
Fly
Fly
Fly
my

[Outro: Williams and Vic Mensa]
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
(The answer to the questions that are)
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
(The metaphor for is eternal)
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
(Spread my wings, and fly)
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, falling to the sky (spread wings)
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky (spread your wings and fly)
Jumping, jumping, jumping,
Falling, falling, to the sky
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