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to your soul
Know every verse
Probably killing your whole song
Eagle on me so
I gotta let them birds go
Drip on the kid
You cant come to the fly zone

game
Jump on your falcon and fly away

Now I'm feeling bigger, better than I used to be 
And I no longer have to quote these songs miss Whitney 
It all

I really give you something that you don't deserve?
What you mean what I said?
I called you "Pussy" and a "Herb"
You a bitch and a bird
Fly high

you orderbs

On the road, they thick, but get more curved
Girl you fly like four birds with no turds
Word to me, try and whisper a word to me 
Ima have

worthy
Minimum wage but you know that I'm working
Girl is so curvy, hair is so curly
Go fly away, you a cute little birdy
Go for a skate kick it out in

we meet
The hole leaks and leaks even as we speak
13 others stand right before me
Heartless
I drop down into the deep blue sea
Where the birds fly high

flies
Spirit lost in the sky
Who am I
Don’t even have any children to carry a name
And to be honest all religion starting to blend together, sound

and the coke 
So you fucking raided my studio huh
Agent scott already warned me to prepare for you 
So I let them birds fly like a parashoot 
You ain't get me

So long so long 
So long, goodbye 
There goes Jackie in his white new uniform
Waking up at eight am to sit and watch the birds fly
Up and away

and the backwoods
Just tryna kick back in the lac with a actress
Just wanna fly like a bird like a plane
Doing a buck driving in my own lane
Talking that shit what

Please take me to Amsterdam
So I can retrace my steps
So I can lead with my left
With my right around you
There is no right without you
Birds fly upward

little boat
We sip low
Drip cold
Tip toe
Thru your cribs hall
Trips long
In my flip flop
Whips glossed
You prolly lost
More than it cost
Eyes criss-crossed

end

You know that birds, they only fly away
It's a matter of perspective indefinite
Time moves in a linear fashion
But the human condition moves

things
Im feeling alright and the birds will sing
One day my albums they be holding
Its the little things that got me by
Orchid street did help me fly
Baby

of things
No choice but to grow fast and become a king
Reality's a puppet show pullin' strings
Fly like a bird Ms. Furtado had to clip the wings
T-they keep

grab a pebble then i blow shit out the sky 
And make a bird wanna come up because i'm floating so damn high

Somewhat sporadic I'm a little bumpy inside

Hanging off the neck of a slave
He can’t move with the wait
Sitting with all his things in his grave
Dearest little bird, tied down
Talons gripped to bricks

Solange is on repeat
Feel like a Crane inside the fucking sky
Word to the wise bird
Banking on my name
Chase stay ahead by like five thirds
I know you hear

Little bird fly away off the road
I don't have the time to ponder you
Just that seed in my mind that makes me go
Oh, right… Well I'm off again
How

fly by and still I can hear her
All night I lay awake and plead, wishing on the stars
Yet somehow still I'm never near her

Her love was higher than

Fly as a bird, this shit is perplexing
You ain't believe and I ain't forgetting
I'm in that mode, I wish a little stupid ass bitch would try to play me

a piece of me"

Fly me to the moon
I will choke and pass by
Trapped me in our space
I, my only source of debase
Fled and I too had to flee
Or loved to join

all our pops although we all from the Fly-NT
And we cried when Pac died I felt like I done lost a part of me
Probably nine man i gotta be
Thug life run

huh
Got no time to waste
LSD on my dinner plate
Yeah
Y'all niggas fake
Fake
Fake
So how are we here
Could you um explain how birds fly
I just didn't