Birds & the Beez (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

Straight to the block, to the hood, to a spot

Cocaine to a rock, deuce-deuce in a sock

Every dollar closer to a drop

Every drop is closer to a cop

Every cop is closer to a cell

Hit the cell, your ticket right to hell

No job, no bail, no fam, no mail

Institution, another **** fail

Go from pussy to a prison tale

Fuck that, I quit while I'm ahead

Ship my music off like Amistad

Turn it up and hear the ghetto pledge

Live righteous, ****, like my brother said

King Tut, Martin Luther, Malcom X, but I'm a shooter

Top ramen, knowledge for the noodle

Finally gettin' praised, yeah, kudos

Doin' bad, steal, love, and eat

Connect said it's something up his sleeve

Said, I'd rather bust off them keys

Yeah, ****, birds and the beez

Birds and the beez, birds and the beez

Wanna do a song, but it's hard to carry on

And my daughter hungry sittin' home

And my girl, she said she feel alone

I can tell it's over in the tone

Only time I call is for a loan

She be stressin', so depressin'

Always worried every time a lil' **** gone

Stay strong for the future, stick together, yeah, suture

Get a couple whips, yeah, Kunta

ScHoolboy, but gangster was his tutors

Say the money be the root of evil

Look around, see what it do to people

Veins full of heroine, uses PCP, inject they body with a needle

Lord, help us, swear to God, dope dealers, get a job

Keep it real, this shit ain't really cool

Bein' in a cell, you ain't alive

**** quick to show out over cheese

Love to help the devil do a deed

So I'd rather bust off them keys

Yeah, ****, birds and the beez

Birds and the beez, birds and the beez

Birds and the beez

Tired of the same old shit, ****, they fakin' it

**** out here livin' foul, better yet, they flagrant

Take these **** right up out the game

Get these **** right up out my lane

I just wanna do this fucking music, boy

And leave this dope alone and count my change

Q, I wanna see you do your thing

Entertainment business, livin' limelight

Hop on every track and move them trains

Show these mothafuckas that you been tight

Than they ever been, it's evident

You intelligent, but you can't escape that life

And for you, my ****

I would sacrifice myself to make it, just to see you hold the mic

And hit the stage, and rock the set

But it's hard to change when you from the set

Once you think about it, ****, life or death

Life of crack, I'd like to hang you by the neck

Do you wanna see the boys and jet?

Or you wanna see them runway jets?

Fly to Singapore, one-way that

Tell the pilot we got stacks on deck

Swear to God, it's hard out here

For a young black man to live

If you don't do it for yourself

Then, please, do it for your kids

My ****, won't you tell Michelle I love your daughter?

Please don't let her grow up life without a father

Look at what you brought her, money couldn't buy

All she need is love, put the shit aside

At the same time, know they gotta eat

Know you gotta hustle, make ends meet

Gotta make time, gotta get a grind

Gotta push the line, HGC

No AC got the block hot

You keep runnin', cops say, "Freeze"

Blue pill, red pill, choose now, birds or the beez

Birds or the beez, birds or the beez

Tired of the same old shit, ****, they fakin' it

**** out here livin' foul, better yet, they flagrant

Get these **** right up out the game

Get these **** right up out my lane

I just wanna do this fucking music, boy

And leave this dope alone and count my change

Count my change, count my change