[Intro]
Yeah
Go ahead and break some weed up to this
If you in a convertible and you ain't got the top back, what the fuck you get it for? Huh?
Uh
[Hook]
Put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why fight to live if we living to die?
I said, put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why do we fight to live if we living to die?
[Verse 1]
I open up my eyes everyday and light a blunt
I make my own schedule, I wake up when I want
I go to sleep late, money's all I chase
Looking in the devil's face, I'ma only say it once:
I'll never sell my soul for a chance of being rich
'Cause if it wasn't for God, my talent wouldn't exist
I only praise him, appreciate the struggle
Love is like a sharp knife, it's only made to cut you
I don't get upset when I see a nigga shining
Nine times out of ten, that just means he been grinding
I gotta work harder, I gotta persevere
Had a rough childhood, so failure is all I fear
Fuck the world, middle finger in the air when I roll by
Everyday I spend my time getting so high
My daddy used to beat me, I guess he tried to reach me
But all the homies had to show me things he couldn't teach me
[Hook]
Put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why fight to live if we living to die?
I said, put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why do we fight to live if we living to die?
[Verse 2]
Product of my environment, guilty, I stay denying it
Little niggas be eyeing me waiting for my retirement
Waiting to see me burn at the top, but I'm not perspiring
Waiting for them to learn my heart is cold as a lion's den
Eye of a tiger, blood is boiling fire
Dreaming of fucking Maya, digging up like a miner
Bury me in Designer, legacy of a climber
Climbing up to the top, I'll never trust a vagina
Dasani waters, I'm living like I'm the Dalai Lama
Egyptian gold head-to-toe, ain't got time for drama
Life is hard but I swear I don't complain about it
I hate the pain but I'd probably go insane without it
[Hook]
Put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why fight to live if we living to die?
I said, put the chronic in the air, put a match to it
Money over everything, I should tattoo it
Spread my wings, I wish I could fly
Why do we fight to live if we living to die?
Spread My Wings was written by Kevin Kent.
Kevin Kent released Spread My Wings on Tue Oct 09 2012.