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letra de spread my wings - mass of man

[intro]
yeah
i’ma spread my wings and fly
ooh, i’ma spread my wings and fly

[chorus]
i said i’ma spread my wings and fly, wings and fly
’cause i know i’ma make it, i know i’ma make it
f-ck ’em if they hatin’, i know i’ma make it
said i’ma spread my wings and fly, wings and fly
’cause i know i’ma make it, i know i’ma make it
f-ck ’em if they hatin’, i know i’ma make it

[verse 1]
i deal with my condition on a day to day basis
depression gets the best of me, anxiety is racin’
special education, that is what i’m placed in
ocd, homie please i’m livin’ in a bas-m-nt
poppin’ a latuda, prescription medication
that is what i do to get rid of my frustration
in and out of offices with doctors’ confirmation
chemical imbalances with lots of complications
i wanna be a rapper, question if i’ll make it
if people only understood the struggle that i’m facin’
i was fed the golden spoon, all of that was wasted
i’m so f-ckin’ stupid didn’t show to graduation
they laughin’ in my face with their college education
they say that i will do it, with lots of time and patience
i’m sick of f-ckin’ waitin’, i think my time is now
i’m drownin’ in an ocean, somebody help me out

[chorus]
said i’ma spread my wings and fly, wings and fly
’cause i know i’ma make it, i know i’ma make it
f-ck ’em if they hatin’, i know i’ma make it
said i’ma spread my wings and fly, wings and fly
’cause i know i’ma make it, i know i’ma make it
f-ck ’em if they hatin’, i know i’ma make it

[verse 2]
if i stay a starvin’ artist, and i don’t gain success
i did it all for nothin’, and i could never rest
music is a part of me, never will i part with it
i may be a gentleman, but i spit it hard as sh-t
i will put my heart in it, notice there’s an art to it
i don’t scribble on a pad, i go put a star in it
if you wanna doubt me, you wouldn’t be the first
when my mixtape drops, you won’t forget a verse
i am truly p-ssionate, every sec i’m rappin’ it
every single record spun i wanna make a track with it
go ahead and laugh it up, all of you can rap a dutch
chokin’ on the smoke until you know that you have had enough
f-ckin’ up your vocal cords, now you know you’re bound to some
m-ss of man up in this b-tch, think i’m gettin’ rounded up
round ’em up the time is now, break the b-ss and boost the sound
use it to abuse the crowd i’m makin’ moves to do it now

ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh, oh
ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh, oh
ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh, oh
ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh-ay-oh, oh, oh sh-t

- mass of man

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