Bird Call Lyrics - Singles - Dej Loaf

Aye, that's that bird call 

All these haters got my nerves bad 

Writing rhymes in my word pad, feeling like I can't be touched 

Drinking VOSS as a chaser 

I got to get this paper for my unborn creations 

Promise we gon' live it up, we ain't worried about haters 

I promise they gon' give it up, and if not we gon' take it 

I got a temper this short and I barely got patience 

He got a dick this long, I think he from Jamaica 

These niggas talking like they killers, I just call them pretenders 

I'm getting money with my niggas, I don't want y'all around me 

Ain't drop an album in two years these dummies thinking I lost it 

They done buried me alive, I'm bout' to climb out this coffin 

Let me find out that you hating, I'ma fuck him and suck him 

Put a hammer to your head, got some shit that would shock you 

Put the plug in your ass, that's them battery chargers 

Heard your plug had a shortage, need a battery charged 

I'm looking in the sky like damn they can't handle your daughter 

Fuck they mean I'm trying to pull up in that Phantom or something 

Dirty Sprite, Cream Soda, dirty Fanta or something 

I couldn't work no 9 to 5, I wasn't good taking orders 

But I promise with this music I be feeling immortal 

I swear she would have been a beast, R.I.P. cousin Portia 

And just for you I'm a cop me like two of them Porshes 

I was down on my luck I had to use all my sources 

No magazine spreads, couple funeral service 

Time to clean the hood up, that community service 

We ain't tipping no dancers, y'all bitches be worthless 

Might pull up to the club in like two of them suburbans 

I touch souls nigga, from the hood to the burbs' 

Bitches steady sending shots, they confusing their words 

I'm a dog with this shit, I pooper scooper these turds 

Diamonds dancing like Omarion in You Got Served 

Tell that lame she don't want it, I been getting money 

Stop flashing that little jewelery cause my little homies on it 

They'll snatch it right up off your neck 

Flaunt your shit then sell it back 

Nicki said "Stop holding back", they sleeping on me, taking naps 

It's time to wake these pussies up, big dog to these cats 

All I know is keep it real, all I know is stating facts 

All I know when I get home, ain't gonna' do no turning back 

All y'all know is turning up, don't know how to get a check 

I know it's my time now, I don't think they get it yet 

Open up your lid and put a symbol on your fitted cap 

Think about it, let it sit 

Yeah bitch, remember that? 

He think that we going far, he should have used this thinking cap 

Old flames calling me, they trying to rekindle that 

But they know I'm about my money, they know I'm not into that 

Log off and get smacked, I ain't with the chitter chat 

Million dollar baby, I'm so million dollar wavy 

I can't wait to make a million goin' million dollar crazy 

Millionaire in the making, Benjamins and them Franklins 

I'm running right next to greatness, yeah bitch that's a chaser 

Niggas be talking crazy, but they hustle so lazy 

I'm out here grinding for a life that could never be basic 

Leave you in the street, they gon' yellow that taper 

I'm like free my little brother, fuck the law trying to take us 

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