Lyrics:
there be only one of me
To be something special and you know I got it free
Savant with the words and I know your heart melts
I be fly like a bird like
Gr-Zillz)
I always knew I was gon' make it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here!
Understand, my nigga i got TI
I got mothafuckin' Wayne, i got
Birdman, I got all them niggas
Dawg, you don't even understand, my
Nigga but hey check me out
You
you if I tell him to
I got me a bachelors and got tired of school
Now I am a bachelor with so many women to choose
I love getting money I make it look
on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got
broke cause I'm usually paid
Got the Rover with the cage
Kinda brown off beige
Everybody look at me like I'm riding on stage
Gotta woman named Sage
raw in my draws so I broke out and ran
I can't afford to be busted til my money advance
But I'm running with the Birdman, so I'm straight nigga
with his set
Now they call me The Birdman when them doors ajar
Ghostride the whip like I'm from Oakland y'all
It's the Crack Man and he ain't got
head like Birdman's tat
I'm back on my dope shit, this is a relapse
I really rap dope, I'm feeling like a Rizla
Bars hotter than Dakota, I got these fans
’m Stunna man
5 stars on yo head B birdman
I’m always roaming in the jungle cause I love the Land
Try to explain how I’m living she don’t understand
Try
Right by the ways for niggas who won't play
Got birds for niggas who won't pay, and they
Goin for cheap dogg I got that yay
Bird Dogg
[Baby]
Aye, it's
Intro (Grafh)
You know what I'm saying, like
I been in the dirt a long time my G
Trappin' since high school
Word
Me and certain niggas ain't got
I'ma pick that hoe up, she gon' sit in the back
Geeked the fuck up, sippin' drink by the vat
You talk outta turn, you get turned to a stat
I need me them
this for a nice lil' minute (lil' minute)
'Til i make a mil on the real won't stop (won't stop)
Bitch i been balling in the game like a vet
Birdman
like Birdman I need that Cash Money
They jetting I'm never quitting that money my only mission
Them Carty's for better vision like L.O lets get get get
shit not so credible
I can tell bout bitches, bout who been flipping, got rich and
Ended up with 6 feet deep man not figures
Go ahead and figure
I
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
Because I won't let y'all worry me
'Cause I got somethin' chrome that I carry
I'm going toot toot, beep beep
Pulling up on them wheels now
All black Bugati
And a Shadow much like a seal now
Got them cars in my garage
And no less
to discuss
Its all working, so I am
Y'all got zero faith
See what I do
& Not again
From the jump huh?
You watched me jump huh?
You saw me crash, you saw me
Uh (uh)
Ayy, that's one-point (huh)
That's 'bout point and by one-point-five in there
Ayy, yo, these foolys let the toolies spread, ringing like
Play in the sandbox long enough, You can get a condo
Feeling like birdman
I got this I got that
You can get anything you want
Just give me a call back
Six thirty in the morning, I'd just got to sleep
I felt so tired didn't even count sheep
I woke up with six policemen standing by the bed
The voice
'm just trying to finish I ain't trying to win the race
I'm seeking the face, not what the hand do, trying to keep a Handle
God got the answer if
Yea
Just like priceless
Something you can't see nigga
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got guns
And my guns got kids
And all I
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