Tryn build like Wilbur Wright
Put a pair wings on the side
Construct my dream plane till it fly
Cause I feel the pain when I'm high
Fields
Full of grass
Interest
You guys
I'm tryn just get into the sky
To many of us worry bout a life
Where the people love your more when you die
Too many
Problems
Yes it's been long day
The sooner you put this work in the sooner it all change
Can't believe
I'm still hurting
But
Baby these scars stay
I try not to bring
You up but I can not get away
I'm allergic to
Knowing what is love
Cause I never do
Know
Smoke a lot
Just to not remember
You
Fear
Cant buy my time anymore
I can't lie
I couldn't be dead inside anymore
It's all a lie
Cut the wings off my dreams
And I can't find compromise
So I will work on maschine
To make a young nigga fly
Out andromeda
So I can ask god
Will I find a love
(God will I find a love)
Tryn build like Wilbur Wright
Put a pair wings on the side
Construct my dream plane till it fly
Cause I feel the pain when I'm high