DeJ Loaf - Bird Call lyrics
rate meIt’s that bird call
All these haters got my nerves back
Feeling like I can’t be touched
Drinkin’as a chaser
I got to get this paper for my unborn creation
Just promise you gonna live it up
We ain’t worried about haters
I promise
They gonna give it up
And now we gonna take it
He got a dick this long
I think he’s Jamaican
These niggaz talkin’ like they’re killers
I call them pretenders
I’m getting’ money with my niggaz
Ain’t got an album in 2 years
They can bury me alive
I’m about to …this coffin
Let me find out that you’re hatin’
And I’mma fuck it
Put a hammer to your head
Got some shit that is shocking
Put the plug in your ass
Let the battery charge
Turn the plug on you Shorty
You need a battery charge
I wasn’t good taking orders
But I promise with this music
I’ll be feeling the morrow
I swear she would have been the beast
I’m just for you
I was down on my neck
I had to us all my sources
No magazine spreads
Couple of funeral services
It’s time to clean the hood up
The community service
We ain’t tippin’ no dancers
You bitches be worthless
So we pull up to the club
Bitches steady with their shots
They’re confusing their words
I’m a do with this shit
I poop and scoop this terms
You got served
I be getting money
Nicky says I’m holdin’ back
They’re sleepin’ on me tough than that
I know what these pussies at
All I know is keep it real
All I know is keep the facts
All I know is let’s get on
It might be no turning back
All I know is turn it up
Don’t know how to give a check
I know it’s my time now
I don’t think they know yet
Think about it
Let it sit
Yeah ,bitch remember that
Old flames quality
They’re tryin’ to refill that
But they know I ain’t buyin’ my money
They know I ain’t into that
And Twitter shit
I ain’t with the Internet
Log off ,I ain’t with the chat
I can’t wait to make a million
I’m a million dollar crazy
We’re talkin’ crazy
Cause the hustle’s so lazy
I’m like little brother
Fuck where they’re tryin’ to take us
