Lyrical Breakdown of BIRDZ FEAT. RICK ROSS - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry feat. Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BIRDZ FEAT. RICK ROSS" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Uh-huh, yeah, hmm

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Well damn

Let's start it over

Eye of Jehovah

Come take a look at my city and its culture

City full of vultures, city full of zoes

City full of gangsters that's sticking to the code

Everybody thinking that they know me for real

'Cause they only seen me on the poster for real

Don't test my dawg, they got holsters for real

Fuck a Pop-Tart, we carry toasters for real

Aim, cock back, shoot at lames

Name unknown, we are not the same

Shame on a brrt tryna run game

We was able to sell it, now my city serve 'caine

Don't start none, won't be none

Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none

Only fear one, but now I fear none

And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck (No)

Don't start none, won't be none

Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none

Only fear one, but now I fear none

And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck

Huh (Maybach Music)

Living on a limb and I'm blowing hemp (Boss)

You see the limo tinted, never know it's him (Woo)

Cocaine wraps in the Cadillac (Okay)

I got lil' homie with me, city on our backs (Denzel)

Always been a loner 'cause I'm so rebellious (What?)

Pulling on a bong, it make me feel angelic (M-M-M)

Penning a memoir, I pray I live to tell it (Huh)

Never will I tell it, that's considered careless (Woo)

Vroom, vroom, vroom, bitch, we on a move (Vroom)

Snort a line of this, I bet you clean your room (Haha)

Mansions in Atlanta, trophy on the mantle (I got 'em)

Long live my nigga Nipsey, light another candle

(Boss, Maybach Music)

Don't start none, won't be none

Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none

Only fear one, but now I fear none

And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck

Don't start none, won't be none

Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none

Only fear one, but now I fear none

And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck

Butterfly doors keep the birds chirpinG (Oh)

Big top back like I'm in a circus (Yeah)

Pray I keep it all, like the Sunday Service, uh

My pastor making dollars like he Erick Sermon

Lord forgive me for my tendencies, yeah

Got an evil plan for my mini-mes, yeah

See business gotta grow, time to plant a seed, yeah

Its time to make compost of my enemies, yeah

My city full of palm trees and bad bitches

You see? If your dawg green, its bad business

You see? If it's all greed, they all switching

We lost, and by all means, we all missing

Don't start none, won't be none

Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none

Only fear one, but now I fear none

And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck