Bird Call

Aye, that's that bird call

All these haters got my nerves bad

Writing rhymes in my word pad, feeling like I can't be touched

Drinking voss as a chaser

I got to get this paper for my unborn creations

Promise we gon' live it up, we ain't worried about haters

I promise they gon' give it up, and if not we gon' take it

I got a temper this short and I barely got patience

He got a dick this long, I think he from jamaica

These niggas talking like they killers, I just call them pretenders

I'm getting money with my niggas, I don't want y'all around me

Ain't drop an album in two years these dummies thinking I lost it

They done buried me alive, I'm bout' to climb out this coffin

Let me find out that you hating, I'ma fuck him and suck him

Put a hammer to your head, got some shit that would shock you

Put the plug in your ass, that's them battery chargers

Heard your plug had a shortage, need a battery charged

I'm looking in the sky like damn they can't handle your daughter

Fuck they mean I'm trying to pull up in that phantom or something

Dirty sprite, cream soda, dirty fanta or something

I couldn't work no 9 to 5, I wasn't good taking orders

But I promise with this music I be feeling immortal

I swear she would have been a beast, r.I.p. Cousin portia

And just for you I'm a cop me like two of them porshes

I was down on my luck I had to use all my sources

No magazine spreads, couple funeral service

Time to clean the hood up, that community service

We ain't tipping no dancers, y'all bitches be worthless

Might pull up to the club in like two of them suburbans

I touch souls nigga, from the hood to the burbs'

Bitches steady sending shots, they confusing their words

I'm a dog with this shit, I pooper scooper these turds

Diamonds dancing like omarion in you got served

Tell that lame she don't want it, I been getting money

Stop flashing that little jewelery cause my little homies on it

They'll snatch it right up off your neck

Flaunt your shit then sell it back

Nicki said "stop holding back", they sleeping on me, taking naps

It's time to wake these pussies up, big dog to these cats

All I know is keep it real, all I know is stating facts

All I know when I get home, ain't gonna' do no turning back

All y'all know is turning up, don't know how to get a check

I know it's my time now, I don't think they get it yet

Open up your lid and put a symbol on your fitted cap

Think about it, let it sit

Yeah bitch, remember that?

He think that we going far, he should have used this thinking cap

Old flames calling me, they trying to rekindle that

But they know I'm about my money, they know I'm not into that

Sneak dissing twitter shit, I ain't with the internet

Log off and get smacked, I ain't with the chitter chat

Million dollar baby, I'm so million dollar wavy

I can't wait to make a million goin' million dollar crazy

Millionaire in the making, benjamins and them franklins

I'm running right next to greatness, yeah bitch that's a chaser

Niggas be talking crazy, but they hustle so lazy

I'm out here grinding for a life that could never be basic

Leave you in the street, they gon' yellow that taper

I'm like free my little brother, fuck the law trying to take us