Wings

[intro: Marz Money]
Uh huh yeah It’s Mr. Muther Fuckin Exquire, along side Marz Money

You could shit on my name but don’t clip my wings
I done turned love and the hate into four finger rings
As long as I do the right thing I’ll be on my way up
Been down too long, still find a way to stay up

[hook: Mr. Mutha Fuckin’ eXquire]
Just Don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings

[verse 1: Mr. Mutha Fuckin’ eXquire]

Just Don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings

[verse 2: Marz Money]
What y’all want? That upset ignorant Marz
That leave niggas with scars and women in awe
Zone out like you visiting Mars, Vision a star
Paint pictures so vivid know wonder he gifted in art
I play the part of Napoleon Bonaparte
Bold & relentless, I'm known to throw some darts
Read the 33 strategies of War to know my thoughts
This head shots like a passport to visit your Lord
Put you on pause
Who you know go in the booth with these bars
Beating my chest
Like I’m spitting to the dudes in the yard
I’m the best, state prop & the LOX gotta be impressed
I’m top five dead or alive, the truth and I’m hard
When I pull up I salute to the gods (what up god)
My strength comes from multiple sets that I do at the bar
All around the world, pull up, push ups and dips
Spreading my wings all around the world pushing my shit

Just Don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings
Just don't clip my Wings, Don't clip my Wings