Lil B - Birdz Fly in the Drought lyrics
[Lil B - Birdz Fly in the Drought lyrics]
Next nigga play, fuck it, don't hold back
I gotta take this load off my back
You seen I got jumped, but fuck it
I ain't no punk
I got forgiveness in my heart so it's done
I'm never scared, nigga and I never run
I keep my head up through all this water
Every day they try to take me under (Why?)
I got a new set of friends
I gotta switch my numbers
You first but I know 9th Wonder
And how you wonder when I ponder?
Pinky and the brain with ebonics
Uh, I'm hooked on phonics watchin' YouTube
Thinkin' that you in college (Uh)
You gotta sit up in the
Classroom for this knowledge
Eat at 5 PM and then we out to scholar
World domination 'cause we
Berkeley with honor
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my fuckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my fuckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my fuckin' hand out (Nah)
Nigga, never ran out never had my hands out
Some days all I think about is getting rich
Some days I wake up and I don't give a shit
Some days I wake up and wanna hit a lick
But I never wake up and become a snitch
You work with them, I never work with them
You stay hiding your face like the Blue Men
Group, stupid bitch I could buy the roof
I'm feeding off myself
Who would die for you?
You live for me and I live for you
Can you hear me? I can see it through
RIP the Jacka, I'ma see it through
Shout out to the hustle 'cause I see you too
It's real shit, I really do it
This real spit, I really mood
Coming from Berkeley coming from Richmond
(Uh) yeah
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my fuckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my fuckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my fuckin' hand out (Nah)
Nigga, never ran out never had my hands out
Yo, I wanna give a big
Shout out to Albany, California
You feel me? El Cerrito, California
You know you might catch a young on Solano
Or sumn' you know what I'm saying?
Pulling down the, uh huh
These niggas don't know
You know what I'm saying?
Nigga might catch a nigga right
Out the cut or sumn', you know what I mean?
At Zarri's or something, that sandwich spot
You feel me? Posted up!
Real Bay shit, Real Bay livin'
I think you catch the drift
I think you got my vibe
If you don't feel it, you don't hear it
You don't see it
Then I don't think you believe it
It's all real 28 Wit a Ladder, Lil B
I gotta take this load off my back
You seen I got jumped, but fuck it
I ain't no punk
I got forgiveness in my heart so it's done
I'm never scared, nigga and I never run
I keep my head up through all this water
Every day they try to take me under (Why?)
I got a new set of friends
I gotta switch my numbers
You first but I know 9th Wonder
And how you wonder when I ponder?
Pinky and the brain with ebonics
Uh, I'm hooked on phonics watchin' YouTube
Thinkin' that you in college (Uh)
You gotta sit up in the
Classroom for this knowledge
Eat at 5 PM and then we out to scholar
World domination 'cause we
Berkeley with honor
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my fuckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my fuckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my fuckin' hand out (Nah)
Nigga, never ran out never had my hands out
Some days all I think about is getting rich
Some days I wake up and I don't give a shit
Some days I wake up and wanna hit a lick
But I never wake up and become a snitch
You work with them, I never work with them
You stay hiding your face like the Blue Men
Group, stupid bitch I could buy the roof
I'm feeding off myself
Who would die for you?
You live for me and I live for you
Can you hear me? I can see it through
RIP the Jacka, I'ma see it through
Shout out to the hustle 'cause I see you too
It's real shit, I really do it
This real spit, I really mood
Coming from Berkeley coming from Richmond
(Uh) yeah
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my fuckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my fuckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my fuckin' hand out (Nah)
Nigga, never ran out never had my hands out
Yo, I wanna give a big
Shout out to Albany, California
You feel me? El Cerrito, California
You know you might catch a young on Solano
Or sumn' you know what I'm saying?
Pulling down the, uh huh
These niggas don't know
You know what I'm saying?
Nigga might catch a nigga right
Out the cut or sumn', you know what I mean?
At Zarri's or something, that sandwich spot
You feel me? Posted up!
Real Bay shit, Real Bay livin'
I think you catch the drift
I think you got my vibe
If you don't feel it, you don't hear it
You don't see it
Then I don't think you believe it
It's all real 28 Wit a Ladder, Lil B