Gołąb (Pigeon Worship)

Same style, same flow
That's a gołąb
Always take but never ever give
That's a gołąb
Sharing lies and spreading fibs
That's a gołąb
Didn't buy shit but calling dibs
That's gołąb (Whats a gołąb?)
Czekaj cie, on God
Lemme translate
A gołąb is a pigeon missing vision
With his head straight
Never lift a finger in the kitchen
But they made plate
Always got they hand for some change
Talking about donate

Fainéant, in un France
Mira, eso es un paloma
Outta Ponce
If you know one
They ain't no good
They fkn up the hood
Claim they always victims
And their misunderstood, wait
Gołąb pray to God
But they racist
A gołąb is a slob
And they tasteless
Gołąb got job
But complacent
A gołąb rather sob
Then to face it

Same style, same flow
That's a gołąb
Always take but never ever give
That's a gołąb
Sharing lies and spreading fibs
That's a gołąb
Didn't buy shit but calling dibs
That's gołąb (What's a gołąb?)
Czekaj cie, on God
Lemme translate
A gołąb is a pigeon missing vision
With his head straight
Never lift a finger in the kitchen
But they made plate
Always got they hand for some clout
Talking about donate

Gołąb don't respect they mama
Gołąb always round some drama
Gołąb shop in they pajamas
Gołąb stick around,
Just to feed off yo karma
Gołąb say they broke, but buying marijuana
They never do shit but say they say that gunna

Birds of feather
Yea they flock together
Try to fly
But they rather nether
Back n forth
With no remorse
Until they hoarse
Playin tether
Carbon copies
With a bad vibe
No gas money
But they ask ride
Borrow some
But never give it back
Always need
Cause they always lack, but
I can't talk though
That used to be me
Kept my older self
Round lower energy
Til' I got up off my ass
Started changing how I see
Now I'm vibin' with the ravens sharing
Good energy

Same style, same flow
That's a gołąb
Always take but never ever give
That's a gołąb
Sharing lies and spreading fibs
That's a gołąb
Didn't buy shit but calling dibs
That's gołąb (What's a gołąb?)
Czekaj cie, on God
Lemme translate
A gołąb is a pigeon missing vision
With his head straight
Never lift a finger in the kitchen
But they made plate
Always got they hand for some clout
Talking about donate, donate, donate

Gimme something please
Cant see I'm on my knees
I cant even catch a breeze
Cause you a gołąb



Credits
Writer(s): Matiwane Mathews Ii
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