Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

Rushing down the stairs I might trip
Bust my lip falling on myself, make a story up
Is there another way to do this?
Bunch of kids unlike themselves in the storyboard
Last time I checked
Last time I checked I had time in my prints
Last time I checked I had mind in my hands
Sand slip through the lens
Bust my lip falling on myself make a story up
My last name is a warning not a command
You think the tortoise chopped it up with the hare and got his gram?
You know people like to stare like oscillating fans
I feel like Birdman, not the person but the movie how I pan
I wear accoutrements, suit and tie
2 a.m. REM
Breathing like R.E.M
Please define sparring
I'm sleepwalking and the week just started
You can tell I've got heart by the scent of my garments
Things feeling cutthroat, channeling my Kobe
Cleansing all my chakras
Prayers to the Lord be coming from my mouth
Like each and every morning
Hypocrite walking but I'm still going up
In the field and I'm still going nuts
Rolling up a couple reasons I've been sleeping 'til lunch
I've been chilling in the cut with the sponge like Starsky and Hutch
We grab the Slim and Husky's when we run it for lunch
Deliver shit, Doordash
Imma get more bags
Used to sleep a lot less now I'm way more lax
Adult Swim on, watching Harvey Birdman
Dunkin 'round the block like I'm Chris Andersen
Rushing down the stairs I might trip
Bust my lip falling on myself, make a story up
Is there another way to do this?
Bunch of kids unlike themselves in the storyboard
Rushing down the stairs I might trip
Bust my lip falling on myself, make a story up
Is there another way to do this?
Bunch of kids unlike themselves in the storyboard
Someone tell me what the problem is or tell me what the vibe is
They are not our pedigree, our likeness, or our kindness
I was gonna let it be but I think that they need reminders
But if you want the details then you're gonna have to find us
And I got 'em pressed like I'm Jalen Ramsey
Hard knock, I ain't playing Andy
The way I'm breaking these records they'll probably try to ban me
Give it time so you understand me
Rolling up while we're thinking of plans
Acrobatic like I play for the band
I hold the mic so tight in my hand
It ain't about just the money or the women
But shit, it's those thoughts that I'm fighting again
Won't even waste my plug's time by just getting a gram
We're just being ourselves
It's just part of the brand
And I need me a band and a million more
And until then get me something from the store
Even if I get a million racks, I'm not switching up
I'm doing this for my clan, and my friends I love
Feeling like everything is finally adding up
I'm feeling like everything is finally adding up
I'm feeling like a better me is finally showing up
I listed off my memories and neither us overdosed
I guess that means we better be okay if we show the love
The essence of my breath'll be exposed when I'm choking up
Make a bet
Make a bet
She bet it all on me
She see no threats
See no threats
See no threats
She bet it all like she in Vegas
She just want to catch a vibe like it's contagious
Hit a festival so she can hear my music
I know that I got a heart and I will try not to abuse it
But really she cannot blame her 'cause I ain't ask her to do it
Man I ain't ask her to go



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Adam Chase, Matthew Joseph Hodge, Jacob Charles Detwiler, Trey Gibson
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