For The Birds (feat. Everett Champion)

Yeah
My flow be hotter than 90 degrees
Stepped in the scene
Ya you talking crazy
I know I'm the best that you've heard
I give you my word
You talking crazy then
I'll leave that

Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin' more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin' up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that bull
Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin' up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that

Shit for the birds
Like it's kicked to the curbs
Ya I grew up in the burbs
With the winter always brrr
TNF on her from her kicks to her curls
I ain't even rich yet
But she get what she deserve
Bout to
Work all winter
Shine in the summer
While you be out dreaming
I was working for another
Tryna get bigger
Without fuckin with my come up
Finally got a women who don't act so stuck up
Finally caught a vibe where the people only love it
Talk about a grind like you ever seen it coming
Too much on my mind like a genie need to rub it
Only get 3 wishes ya you wishin' I would plummet

I ain't got no time
To be in my head
Want it all to be mine ya
I ain't got too time
To be in my head
Ya I heard what you said that

Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that bull
Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin' up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that

Shit for the birds
Gripping on her curves
Tight corner swerve doing 90 down the burbs
No roof on the whip cold wind let it burn
While I Tokyo drift that shit on every turn
And I know the question yall asking when I arrived
Ya I sound like every rapper I'm inspired by
I'm flying high, past you and your ride or die
And I got mine, 5'5 with some fire thighs, damn
Man stop acting like your phone tapped
Every record, broke that
You can hear my album than you go and hit your notes app
Stealing every flow, like you wrote that
Looking at my girl and how her waist is looking so snatched
I ain't got no time to be in my head
Want it all to be mine, yeah
Yeah, I ain't got no time to be in my head
Yeah I heard what you said that

Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that bull
Shit for the birds
I been ticking like a time tomb
Last year was different
I been Workin more on my own
Cared about the distance
I be fuckin' up my time zones
Tired of the bitchin so catch me leaving all that

Shit for the birds
Ya that bull shit for the birds ya
Ya ya ya