[Intro: Suga Free]
Hey man, it's breaking my heart
[Verse 1: JAHMED]
Yeah, ah
I'm about to slide to the south (yeah)
Stressing got me up on ten
I need a baby who good with her mouth
I need a record sign for shit with my kin
Mama said she got some space on her floor
Granny said she got some space at the crib
I'm bout to dive in the crib, I'm bout to jive in the crib (ah)
I know some niggas in drought every season
And they got ride with the stick
Poke a nigga cause the pockets they peakin
Like the paper got us rinsed
I need the balancе, lil' ho, I need to balance my shit
Before I hit thе floor I pack my luggage, bitch (uh)
Then I'm gone (ouu)
[Chorus: JAHMED]
We like 'em dirty, ho
This my birdie flow
Took a flight, now I'm birdie, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty ho (ooh)
We like 'em dirty, ho
This my birdie flow
Took a flight, now I'm birdie, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty ho (ooh)
[Interlude]
It's great a-and that's perfect and then she told me the story
And I was like damn that's why I love you mama because
Always can come back to this titty
On my mama ain't nothing like a titty on my mama
So, like
[Verse 2: JAHMED]
I'm fresh off the flight
How do I balance my plight
How do I solve all these problems
How do I balance fatigue
I been up getting no sleep
I'm thumbing through tweets
I found some peace, with thoughts of retreat
But niggas don't take vacays
Like the white folk do
Only time we hit escape if the nigga on the run with the ak
Chain smoke Newport mama them (mama them)
I found myself around mama them (mama them)
She blowin' tree too it's hard to breath (hard to breath)
Second-hand smoke around mama them (mama them)
Ain't been the same since two four
And Neighborhood Nip, I’m still bruised, bro
Look at the sky for the answers
God is a trip cause you never know (never know)
I pray for guidance and strength
My rellies still stuck in the trench (stuck in the trench)
The cops they be killin' my niggas (killin' my niggas)
They got us hemmed on a fence
So, how do we prevail from the bullshit
Duck twelve on them niggas in a g whip
Duck shells on them bitches don't deceive shit
I mean firm but my heart on some weak shit
So, I flew out the coupe (ouu)
[Chorus: JAHMED]
We like 'em dirty, ho
This my birdie flow
Took a flight, now I'm birdie, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty, ho (ooh)
We like 'em dirty, ho
This my birdie flow
Took a flight, now I'm birdie, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty, ho
Just to get me right I took a flight to the dirty, ho (ooh)
[Outro: Suga Free ]
Nigga, you looking around
You the only one looking from your eyes
You the only one seeing your point of view
From your point of view
You feel me?
Nigga, that's God-level, my nigga
If you really sit down then think
If you're not influenced by the world, you an influencer
It's only two you can be
You can be a leader or a follower
It's only two people in the world
We gods, we kings out here, like, we been favored forever
There's no way around that, my nigga
You can't not sit right here and act
Like you ain't no fucking god, you ain't no king
Think about it, think about it
You're favored
Even if you wanted to fail you can't
The fucking universe won't let you
