Music Video

SZA - Pretty Little Birds (Official Audio) ft. Isaiah Rashad
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SZA
SZA
Vocals
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Songwriter
Tyran Donaldson
Tyran Donaldson
Songwriter
Josef Leimberg
Josef Leimberg
Songwriter
Isaiah McClain
Isaiah McClain
Songwriter
Solana Rowe
Solana Rowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Producer
Scum
Scum
Producer
Josef Leimberg
Josef Leimberg
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Prophit
Prophit
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You are but a phoenix among feathers
You're broken by the waves among the sea
They'll let you die, they'll let you wash away
But you swim as well as you fly
[Chorus]
Pretty little bird, pretty little bird
You've hit the window a few times
The window a few times
You pretty little bird, pretty little bird
You still ain't scared of no heights
When the spiral down feels as good as the flight, oh
When hating you feels good for the night
When the morning comes, I hope you're still mine
[Bridge]
When the morning comes
If the morning comes
When the morning comes, if the morning comes
When the morning comes, I hope you're still mine
When the morning comes
If the morning comes
[Verse 2]
Told you I like gentle giants, so you softened up
And you been jackin', beanin', stalkin' just to get to me, love
I wanna be your golden goose
I wanna shave my legs for you
I wanna take all of my hair down and let you lay in it
Spread all of my limbs out and let you lay in it
[Chorus]
Pretty little birds, pretty little birds
Do you mean every word, you mean every word?
Do you mean?
Pretty little girls, pretty little girls
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
We hit the window a few times
Hit the wall, hit the wall
[Bridge]
God, I can't stay
But I would lay
But I would, I would
[Verse 3]
Lately, I feel like I'm robbin' myself
Like I'm robbin' minds
Diamonds cerebral, be good to your cortex
Be faithful and free and just play in your vortex
I see you, Lana, you fly by the pound
Fly by the ounce
Fly to the South
Don't mind them bitches that's cleanin' my house
Lord, you can see, Lord
You see them heights that they just can't afford
I seen them lights and you made for that shit
Fuck all that cryin', you pray for that shit
[Outro]
But my wings don't spread like they used to
But I wanna fly with you
Till we hit the heavens
My wings don't spread like they used to
But I wanna fly with you
Till we hit the heavens
Till we hit the heavens
If I could see you, darlin'
Written by: Carter Lang, Isaiah McClain, Josef Leimberg, SZA, Tyran Donaldson
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