Birds Ain't Real

Lately I feel found
Breaking the ground
I kick shit wit a steel toe
Feelin around
My eyes closed but my dreams close
I'm takin the red pill
It's sweeter than fructose
Accepting my hard truths
I take a walk on the lawn
When my noggin is hot
I know I'm growin a lot
And I'm hoeing, wink emoji
Nothin slowing me down
Like it's macaroni on my plate
I was the only one to take it all the way
When I say these birds ain't real
When you think about it
When are baby pigeons really around?
Baby pigeons, man, how silly you sound?

I was into building bridges
End up burning it down
Now the sun'll kiss my skin wit a smile
Didn't know what I was finna do
I figured it out
Now I'm spitting to my Indura
It's getting around
How I get up?
Had to switch up how I'm spending my time
And I'm still making sicker shit
Wit the friends that I found

This the 5:45am flow
When you're not around
I be hopin that you didn't go
Ticking time bomb
The Young God
I'm finna blow
And my flows like fine art
You ain't touching those
I been on the grind
Don't remember when I wasn't on it
Imma put my cousin and my brother and my mother on
Nigga that's nothin
I been killin beats by the bunch
That's word to Camden
Tim Duncan

Lately I feel found
Breaking the ground
I kick shit wit a steel toe
Feelin around
My eyes closed but my dreams close
I'm takin the red pill
It's sweeter than fructose
Accepting my hard truths
I take a walk on the lawn
When my noggin is hot
I know I'm growin a lot
And I'm hoeing, wink emoji
Nothin slowing me down
Like it's macaroni on my plate
I was the only one to take it all the way

Yo these birds ain't real
Man, these birds ain't real
When you think about it
When are baby pigeons really around?
Baby pigeons, man, how silly you sound?
Yo these birds ain't real
I swear these birds ain't real
When you think about it
When are baby pigeons really around?
Baby pigeons, man, how silly you sound?



Credits
Writer(s): Kevante Weakley
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