Birds
Try tell my nigga yoo bro
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
I'm always in and out of town
I'm always up and down
Tryna chase this pound
Oh yeah
My nigga cutting down these trees
And stack up his p's
No matter the degrees
Oh no
What's there to this life?
Sometimes I sit and pray I hope that it's gone be alright
I hope it all works out and all my brothers eating right
Because this life is crazy that ain't always what it's like
Trust me I know
Coz there's been times
We've all been there before
Just gotta fight
And make it through the door
And the see the light
So we gonna get more
It's only right
Yeah
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
They be tryna put you in a herse
They be tryna hit you where it hurts
Pray they only hit you with the nerf
Pray they only send you to the nurse
Pray they only put you in a verse
Talking on the net he's got a nerve
Nigga I don't wanna hear a word
Coz I know some real bad boys
With some real bad toys
Who've been bad since birth
Nigga I'd stop it with the noise
When they pull up to your house
All your gonna see is blur
They won't even leave you with a chance
You won't even get a glance
All your gonna hear is skrr
Leave a man slumped on the side
When they ride
They don't care who you was or you were
Like nigga they don't care who you were
Might take you of the face of the the earth
Rob you of your wallet or your purse
This lifestyle will put you through the works
Tell me how you gonna make it worse?
When I've already been through the worst
If you haven't found god you better search
How you feeling clean when your doing all this dirt
Try tell my nigga yoo bro
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
Not a days guaranteed
For a young black boy in the streets that's just the way that it be
Coz they be tryna do up redrum they be tryna put a boy to his knees
And now another mother isn't gonna see her son until the day that he's free
That's the way that it be
Don't get involved if you weren't made for the streets
Every day that you breathe
Try focus on your path and the things that you need
And the things that you want
Don't get distracted by things that you see
Coz your times gonna come
Might as well get it now it ain't waiting for me naa
Try tell my nigga yoo bro
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
I'm always in and out of town
I'm always up and down
Tryna chase this pound
Oh yeah
My nigga cutting down these trees
And stack up his p's
No matter the degrees
Oh no
What's there to this life?
Sometimes I sit and pray I hope that it's gone be alright
I hope it all works out and all my brothers eating right
Because this life is crazy that ain't always what it's like
This Is BMBaby
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
I'm always in and out of town
I'm always up and down
Tryna chase this pound
Oh yeah
My nigga cutting down these trees
And stack up his p's
No matter the degrees
Oh no
What's there to this life?
Sometimes I sit and pray I hope that it's gone be alright
I hope it all works out and all my brothers eating right
Because this life is crazy that ain't always what it's like
Trust me I know
Coz there's been times
We've all been there before
Just gotta fight
And make it through the door
And the see the light
So we gonna get more
It's only right
Yeah
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
They be tryna put you in a herse
They be tryna hit you where it hurts
Pray they only hit you with the nerf
Pray they only send you to the nurse
Pray they only put you in a verse
Talking on the net he's got a nerve
Nigga I don't wanna hear a word
Coz I know some real bad boys
With some real bad toys
Who've been bad since birth
Nigga I'd stop it with the noise
When they pull up to your house
All your gonna see is blur
They won't even leave you with a chance
You won't even get a glance
All your gonna hear is skrr
Leave a man slumped on the side
When they ride
They don't care who you was or you were
Like nigga they don't care who you were
Might take you of the face of the the earth
Rob you of your wallet or your purse
This lifestyle will put you through the works
Tell me how you gonna make it worse?
When I've already been through the worst
If you haven't found god you better search
How you feeling clean when your doing all this dirt
Try tell my nigga yoo bro
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
Not a days guaranteed
For a young black boy in the streets that's just the way that it be
Coz they be tryna do up redrum they be tryna put a boy to his knees
And now another mother isn't gonna see her son until the day that he's free
That's the way that it be
Don't get involved if you weren't made for the streets
Every day that you breathe
Try focus on your path and the things that you need
And the things that you want
Don't get distracted by things that you see
Coz your times gonna come
Might as well get it now it ain't waiting for me naa
Try tell my nigga yoo bro
Man you gotta slow down
Gotta stop flying birds
He just wanna fly OT for the P
24's he be out shotting herbs
They don't wanna see you shine
Wanna see you doing time in the can or even worse
Told him like a thousand times
That the streets don't love you
I don't think he heard
Coz right now he just wanna serve
Said the cats keep ringing for the work
So he up and down on the curbs
This lifestyles coming like a curse
There's a war on the streets for the turf
So you gotta stay alert for the nerds
Coz they be tryna put you on a shirt
Not a days guaranteed on this earth
I'm always in and out of town
I'm always up and down
Tryna chase this pound
Oh yeah
My nigga cutting down these trees
And stack up his p's
No matter the degrees
Oh no
What's there to this life?
Sometimes I sit and pray I hope that it's gone be alright
I hope it all works out and all my brothers eating right
Because this life is crazy that ain't always what it's like
This Is BMBaby
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