Birds lyrics

by

Quincy


[Part I]

[Intro]
Stress on my mind
Huncho

[Verse 1]
Stress on my mind but I don't show it (I don't show it)
Cash around me and I might blow it (I might blow it)
Bought it home but my parents didn't notice, yeah
They sat down with some writers
Man, I sat down and I wrote it (And I wrote it)
Yeah, I can't ever lose my focus
2014 in a Focus, 2019 in some Royces
And I got about five 9's, no cap (No cap)
In a Rangey, it's illegal with no tax (No tax)
Yeah, I'm sowing what I'm reaping, some racks (Some racks)
And I smoke a little somethin', relax
I don't talk about no printers, just faxx (It's just faxx)
And I hate it when she's acting all attached (All attached)
And it ain't true that sometimes opposites attract (No, they don't)
I made a promise to my family, it's a pact (It's a pact)
I'm making music, I got business, I got packs
I dropped a mortgage on a house and it's detached (It's detached)
I got the suttin' in my house, it's a wrap (It's a wrap)
I need to seal up the pack up with the vac' (With the vac')
Yeah, I'm back
[Chorus]
I still got some birds (Yeah)
Left them in the nest
I still got some birds
And some live in west
I still gotta press
So f*ck all the press
Cartier bangles fresh
Smile more and I worry less

[Part 2]

[Intro]
I might count up when I wanna and I'm smoking marijuana
When I get that cash I smile all day, yeah

[Verse 2]
When I get that cash, I smile all day, yeah (Smile all day, yeah)
When I see my dash, I drive all day
Give her three stripes that I call Kanye
No fugazi, come my way
I'm good with the rock, that's Coldplay
Good with the rock, good with Dwayne
I'm a top boy, I don't know Dushane
Hop up out the Range, why you looking strange?
Is it 'cause I gained? 'Cause I never changed?
I try keep straight, there's no traffic in my lane
Drinking on some water, p*ssing out some water
Three litre engine under the Porsche, yeah
Hold up, got another order (Got another order)
I'm sitting with Portia, her head is so awesome
She sees the mask, I'm coming like Bane
She's looking pure, pure like cocaine
I be a lion, nah, I can't be tamed
Got the whole gang inside of the Range
Sending some shots but they're out of my range, yeah
Autobahn stay in my lane
Automatic Huncho's gonna spend a little change
Digi dash and I had to digital my scales
Know some pus*y bruddas, feminine males
This ain't no story, no fairytale
Get in the package, I royal the mail
Lazy bruddas their just destined to fail
Running to money, I got me a sale
I might count up 'til I'm nauseous
Huncho, please approach with caution
Can't you see me, I've been working?
I smoke one, she like Perccies
And those titties looking perky
Is my freedom really worth it?
I ain't guilty, that's the verdict
But I'm guilty, that's my verdict
I'm just giving out some sermons
Tryna stay away from vermins
With a Tina, we can turn him
I'm with Tina, she ain't Turner
Just a f*ck, nothing further (Nothing further, yeah)
[Outro]
Just a f*ck, nothing, yeah
I'm with Tina, she's a burner, yeah
And I'm the sole earner
f*ck what you wanna
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