Kenny Mason - Metal Wings Lyrics

I think God is a dog, a bitch
Tongue hangin' out, 'cause your squad a lick
When my grandma died, she took my heart, it split
Now I am the light in the dark, it's lit
I want everything, every motherfucking thing
I was seventeen, auntie put me on the street
And I met a queen in the belly of the beast
And I barely had a thing in my belly, I ain't eat

Big metal wings
In my back now, now they growing back
Devil wings
Ever since that, Scotty kept a strap
Every day
Since my partner lost his mama, he ain't been the same
When I'm alone, I don't give a fuck 'bout anything

They know I'm second to no one
I want your breakfast and your lunch
I don't need seconds from no one
I know they cappin' their records
I don't respect where they come from
I know the fake from the real
By the way that it feel

Big dog
Hanging in the wind
And I came to win
Count it up again
Big dog, dog
I can breathe again
Feel it in my hands
Count it up again
Big dog
Hanging in the wind
And I came to win
Count it up again
Big dog, dog
I can breathe again
Feel it in my hands
Count it up again

White weave, pit junk fit for your neck
Louis was silk, off the rip, I finesse
Thuggin' on their neck, fuck that, where you at?
I'ma get respect from the 3 'til death

I'm straight from Campbellton, was raised with Anna
Most niggas got sticks like candles, and mock like Janets
'Cause bruh on God, if it jam on you, I'll be praying for you
Hope it only hit the skin on you if it land on you

Big dog
Hanging in the wind
And I came to win
Count it up again
Big dog, dog
I can breathe again
Feel it in my hands
Count it up again
Big dog
Hanging in the wind
And I came to win
Count it up again
Big dog, dog
I can breathe again
Feel it in my hands
Count it up again

Big dog