LISTENING TO BIRDS lyrics

by

Lil Darkie


[Verse 1: Royalty the Kidd]
Couple weeks sleepin' the park, its me and dark one
Stash a couple lighters for later so we could spark one (spark spark)
We young OG, everybody know me
All my n*ggas in the hidden leaf, Sarutobi
Break a n*gga ankles for a bad b*tch, I’m Kobe
She say she love it when I'm licking her baloney
Maybe
She just want some di*k on a Friday
Gotta hit the hide out underneath the highway (Yes sir)
She just wanna 3-way, tri-way
She ain't never gang (Nope)
But I gotta her sideway buying hella three dollar food every pieday, yeah
We allocatin’ finances
Bad b*tches walkin' by with some fine asses
White girls on they laps givin' eye glances
Why the f*ck would I conform to your high standards? (Why?)

[Verse 2: CXRPSE]
Walkin' in the park, my body just another sacrifice
I feel my spirit creepin' through my body in the after life
Imaginary people demons, that's the sh*t I fantasize
'Cause what's the f*ckin’ cruel how you suckin’ di*k to pacify
I could never
I feel under the weather
Everyday is gettin' harder and I’m held by a tether
I thought I could just make it work if I held just it together
But I succ*mb to the pressure
Its imaginary, you opposition, you my adversary
The blood is cold as frost inside my capillaries
High another day I feel like just like I'm Halle Berry
Took shrooms and my reality is f*ckin scary
I'm CXRPSE and I'ma meet you in mortuary
[Verse 3: Lil Darkie]
I look forward to the nights when I feel no pain in my body
I put propane in my shotty, double barrel, torch I got it huh
Fought it off, not enough
I need more to smoke
Gotta toke, burnin’ 'til I'm broke, burnin' with my folks
Smoke breaking down the spliff in a jiff like some peanut butter
We not gutter, we from out the sewage, chew it
I'm a brew it, super
Scratch a coupe, f*ck a bougie, n*gga
I'm upon his roof, smokin' boof
I'm aloof [?]
But screw it, I'ma do it
Pull it out and spell a fluent [?]
Sure I'm touring
But I'm living like a warrant at the current
Flowin' stream or a beamin' light, seem it might
Make a man break his bank
'Cause shawty gotta fake a man
Laker fan
Cheatin' on her, beating down the door
Get to creepin' on the crib
Like a whore n*gga fib
Getting caught, you a thot, as in you thought you could f*ck around and see it from the curb
I see everything I heard about it sitting in the 'burbs
Listening to birds
[Outro: Lil Darkie]
(It's good)
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