Birdz Fly in the Drought lyrics

by

Lil B


[Verse 1]
Next n*gga play, f*ck it, don't hold back
I gotta take this load off my back
You seen I got jumped, but f*ck it, I ain't no punk
I got forgiveness in my heart so it's done
I'm never scared, n*gga 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

[Hook]
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my f*ckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my f*ckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my f*ckin' hand out (Nah)
n*gga, never ran out
Never had my hands out
[Verse 2]
Some days all I think about is getting rich
Some days I wake up and I don't give a sh*t
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 b*tch 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
R.I.P. The Jacka, I'ma see it through
Shout out to the hustle 'cause I see you too
It's real sh*t, I really do it
This real spit, I really mood
Coming from Berkeley
Coming from Richmond
(Uh) Yeah

[Hook]
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
I never hand my f*ckin' hand out
Walked in, never ran out
I never had my f*ckin' hands out
I made them birds fly up in the drought (Vrr)
Never hand my f*ckin' hand out (Nah)
n*gga, never ran out
Never had my hands out
[Outro]
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 n*ggas don't know, you know what I'm saying?
n*gga might catch a n*gga 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 sh*t, 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
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