BIRDZ (feat. Rick Ross)

Denzel Curry

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    Uh-huh, yeah, hmm
    Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
    Well damn

    Lets start it over
    Eye of jehovah
    Come take a look at my city and its culture
    City full of vultures, city full of zoes
    City full of gangsters that's sticking to the code
    Everybody thinking that they know me for real
    'Cause they only seen me on the poster for real
    Don't test my dawg, they got holsters for real
    Fuck a pop-tart, we carry toasters for real
    Aim, cock back, shoot at lames
    Name unknown, we are not the same
    Shame on a brrt tryna run game
    We was able to sell it, now my city serve 'caine

    Don't start none, won't be none
    Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
    Only fear one, but now I fear none
    And if you ain't got will, I don't give a fuck (no)
    Don't start none, won't be none
    Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
    Only fear one, but now I fear none
    And if you ain't got will, I don't give a fuck

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    Huh (maybach music)
    Living on a limb, and I'm blowing hemp (boss)
    You see the limo tinted, never know it's him (woo)
    Cocaine wraps in the Cadillac (okay)
    I got lil' homie with me, city on our backs (denzel)
    Always been a loner, 'cause I'm so rebellious (what?)
    Pulling on a bong, it make me feel angelic (m-m-m)
    Penning a memoir, I pray I live to tell it (huh)
    Never will I tell it, that's considered careless (woo)
    Vroom, vroom, vroom, bitch, we on a move (vroom)
    Snort a line of this, I bet you clean your room (haha)
    Mansions in atlanta, trophy on the mantle (I got 'em)
    Long live my nigga nipsey, light another candle (boss, maybach music)

    Don't start none, won't be none
    Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
    Only fear one, but now I fear none
    And if you ain't got will, I don't give a fuck
    Don't start none, won't be none
    Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
    Only fear one, but now I fear none
    And if you ain't got will, I don't give a fuck

    Butterfly doors keep the birds chirpin' (oh)
    Big top back like I'm in a circus (yeah)
    Pray I keep it all, like the Sunday service, uh
    My pastor making dollars like he erick sermon
    Lord forgive me for my tendencies, yeah
    Got an evil plan for my mini-mes, yeah
    See business gotta grow, time to plant a seed, yeah
    Its time to make compost of my enemies, yeah
    My city full of palm trees and bad bitches
    You see? If your dawg green, its bad business
    You see? If it's all greed, they all switching
    We lost, and by all means, we all missing

    Don't start none, won't be none
    Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
    Only fear one, but now I fear none
    And if you ain't got will, I don't give a fuck

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