Rex Mundi - WINGWALKER

Wingwalking off that skywalker I'm out of my seat
Ain't pilot talking shit because I'm flying this B
I'm so high up in the sky my tears are filling the sea
Now I'm seeing all they lies ain't no one stepping to me
You don't really want no problems you just up off a bean
But me, I took too many years to get here, ain't no one taking my seat
This a dream to you, reality to me, Wingwalking with myself
I'm playing tennis with me, bouncing thoughts go back n' fourth
Same way these thots in 'n out my door, I don't really need a gun
When I got me a sword, but no one, do that one on one
Shoot that I got one, move that we on one stuff them
For going talking all that shit if it's a problem it's a problem
Solve it now all for the kids, pouring drinks I reminisce
On why I hit the licks, but those thoughts seem to fade when she hop on my dick
Tricks, spill them, talk, drill them, stop, spilling all your thoughts
Just go and kill them, Ritalin shivering, girlie got me quivering
Get the band real quick and then spend some time repenting sins
I can't waste time no more, I can't hold open this door
For any longer, my time has come I'm feeling stronger, all these fathers
Hating on me while I'm dogging they daughters, after that girl I'm parched
I'm needing a water, sights aligned ready to shoot, confirmed by a spotter
Feel like author, sword equipped I slash like an author
Except no ink is spilling out, it's just the blood that I soldered
Who he think he testing now, I got the mind of a spartan, oh that boy is just a clown
Yeah I ain't think it be a problem, spot them, got them then we dropped them
Innocuous with the tommy grip, monogamous with my Glock n' clip
Stomping them like we crushing chips, flipping them like some poker chips
Talking I heard enough of it, action is what get my respect
Faker now than a perc with fent, usually off a Percocet, now it's time yeah
I'm done with that, out of sight but I'm focusing, going blind but I'm feeling it
Usually I be killing it, usually you be faking it, yeah this game boy I'm taking it
She smile at me and I'm caking it, my bread been rising I'm baking it
Wingwalker, let me get back in this seat so I can steer this plane, where the parachute at

Written by:
gabriel sa

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