
LISTENING TO BIRDS
by Lil Darkie
[Verse 1 : Royalty the kidd]
Couple weeks sleepin' the park its me n dark one
Stash a couple lighters for later so we could spark one (spark spark)
We young OG everybody know me
All my niggas in the hidden leaf sarutobi
Break a nigga ankles for a bad bitch I'm Kobe
She say she love it when I'm licking her baloney
[?]
She just want some dick on a friday, gotta hit the hide out underneath the highway (Yessir)
She just wanna 3 way try way
She ain't never gang (Nope)
But I gotta her sideway buying hella 3 dolla food every pieday yea
We allocatin' finances
Bad bitches walkin' by with some fine asses
White girls on they laps givin high glances
Why the fuck 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 the shit I fantasize
Cause whats the fuckin cruel
How you suckin dick to pacify
I could never
I feel under the weather
Everyday is gettin harder n I'm held my a teather
I thought I could just make it work if I held just it togther
But I succumb 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 Im Halle berry
Took shrooms... and my reality is fuckin scary
Im corpse ... 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
Thotty off, not enough
I need more to smoke
Got a tote, 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 [?]
I'm a brew it
Scratch a coupe, fuck a boujee nigga
I'm upon his roof, smokin' boof
I'm aloof [?]
But screw it, I'ma do it
Pull it out and spell a fluent [?]
[?]
[?] but I'm living like a [?] 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 cocky
Getting caught, you a thot, as in you thought you could fuck around, I've seen it from a curb
I see anything I heard about is sitting with the birds
Listening to birds
[Outro: Lil Darkie]
(It's good)
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