Under my wings ft. Klide & Kid In The BackRound Lyrics

Under my wings under my guidance

In defiance of science, in spite of signs

Midas pen, compliance only when the reaps reward the recordings

Until then I'm dormant still forming important performances

Cynicism proliferation, human isolation, raven over past times, blazin

Migrating away from the bs, tryna destress

Do more think less, let ya actions speak for em self

Six six on my money, stand on yours you an elf

Your music never getting off the shelf

At twelve I first delve in my mind the conquest to know one's self best

My nigga klide chose to leave an open verse

Dead serious bout this shit I might just need a hearse

And practice what you preach but Jesus never rehearsed

They say we hot as hell when we drop it been a curse

Knew that a nigga right when I stopped writing in cursive

Knew that we made the cut when the game act like some surgeons

Yeah they got me fucked up

Still acting like a virgin

Joseph believing Mary mahn

That nigga too divergent

And yo what happens in the past

Stays in past

And yo my father left the world

Tryna save the mass

And if you think I'm schooling you

Here's another class

Old school new school

I'm still the same nigga with class

My nigga why you gassed up

I'm on another path

Never mind the critics

Only care bout the critical path

Real niggas never die

We multiply The aftermath

Still got all my niggas on my side

They raising their glass

And yo we all about the green

Like Godwin with grass

Tryna push the right P

I'm still thinking about the pass