Birds

Stress on my mind

Huncho

Stress on my mind but I don't show it

Cash around me and I might blow it

Brought it home but my parents didn't notice, yeah

They sat down with some writers, man, I sat down and I wrote it

Yeah, I can't ever lose my focus

2014 in a Focus, 2019 in some Royce's

And I got about 5, 9's, no cap

In a Rangey it's illegal, no tax

Yeah, I'm sowin' what I'm reapin', some racks

And I smoke a little some'n, relax

I don't talk about no printers, it's just fax

And I hate it when she's actin' all attached

And it ain't true that sometimes opposites attract

I made a promise to my family, it's a pact

I'm makin' music, I got business, I got packs

I dropped a mortgage on a house and it's detached

I got the sutting in my house, it's a wrap

I need to seal up the pack up with the vac

Yeah, I'm back

I still got some birds

Left them in the nest

I still got some birds

And some live in west

I still gotta press

So fuck all the press

Cartier bangles fresh

Smile more and I worry less

I might count up when I wanna and I'm smokin' marijuana

When I get that cash I smile all day, yeah

When I get that cash I smile all day

When I see my dash I drive all day

Give her three stripes that I call Kanye

No fugazi, come my way

I'm good with the rock, that's Coldplay

Good with the rock, good with Dwayne

I'm a top boy, I don't know Dushane

Hop up out the Range, why you lookin' strange?

Is it 'cause I gained, I still never changed

I try keep straight, there's no traffic in my lane

Drinkin' on some water, pissin' out some water

3 liter engine under the Porsche, yeah

Hold up, got another order

I'm sittin' with Porsche her head is so awesome

She sees the mask, I'm comin' like a Bane

She's lookin' pure, pure like cocaine

I be a lion, nah, I can't be tamed

Got the whole gang inside of the Range

Sendin' some shots but they're out of my range, yeah

Autobahn stay in my lane

Automatic Huncho's gonna spend a little change

Digi dash and I had to digital my scales

Know some pussy bruddas, feminine males

This ain't no story, no fairy tale

Get in the package, I Royal the mail

Lazy bruddas their just destined to fail

Runnin' to money I got me a sale

I might count up till I'm nauseous

Huncho, please approach with caution

Can't you see me, I've been workin'

I smoke one, she like perky's

And those titties lookin' perky

Is my freedom really worth it?

I ain't guilty, that's the verdict

But I'm guilty, that's my verdict

I'm just givin' out some sermons

Tryna stay away from vermin's

With a Tina we can turn him

I'm with Tina, she ain't Turner

Just a fuck, nothin' further

I'm with Tina she's a burner, yeah

And I'm the sole earner

Fuck what you wanna