For the birds ft. De La Croix Lyrics

They landed at Plymouth

With a smile on their face

So all I can say is keep some sunshine on your face

If everyone used their gut instinct

Earth would be fucked up beyond what you could think

The way I look at life is, this is all just one big trip

And the losers are the ones who try to come off it

Momentous shit, what I be thinkin'

Ancient water, I be drinkin

Push my mind out to its limits

Till my time on Earth diminished

Eighteen, no more, no more time to be timid

Ring on finger, mandatory that you kneel down to kiss it

Only indulging what's exquisite

From my entrance to my exit

My vernacular spectacular

I'm a writer, not a rapper

Sir, the master crafter at placing words

Their opinion just don't matter

Yeah, that shit for the birds

Teach this lesson hundred times

But you still never learn

Deeper meaning in my rhymes

So do more than observe

Go beyond what is heard

Flock of sheep get exactly what they deserve

I fell asleep in my dreams

But swervin' curves, duckin' curses

My location on Earth, I couldn't be certain

All I knew is I was rushin

Like behind the iron curtain

Day to day, my focus is to keep on learnin

Like that bush with Moses

I just keep on burnin

Lyrically speaking, I ain't cheatin

I'm just reachin' in these speeches

Not conceited, nor defeated

I am needed for the heated

Served them up to death

Can we accept three million checks

Before I met our dead-legged guests

With 22s in my machete

Let me stop

Cause if the cops was ever after me

Just know you never checkin' me

Just know you never step to me

Take it back to the days I can rap

Back then ain't nobody would fuck with me

I changed my ways, now you're stuck with me

You played a game that made mother leave

Where the hell could this fucker be

Why would I join a destructive team

This is like my cousin's dream

I got hit with concussive beams

I think it's time for me to leave

Yes, I think it seems to be

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