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letra de birds - no sinners

feelin’ like a bird cuz i’m so high (i’m so high)
let me spread my wings, watch me fly (watch me fly)
i ain’t never ever ever comin’ down, wonder why
like a legend, i’m gon’ always stick around, never die
feelin’ like a bird cuz i’m so high (i’m so high)
let me spread my wings, watch me fly (watch me fly)

i’m so high can’t see nothin’ but the clouds
but girl say bye cuz’ i never leave my house (bye)
when i make moves i’m as quiet as a mouse
she suck my d-ck cuz she like when i’m around (okay)
today she told me “hey, you gotta be a man more” (yuh)
momma (???) to not be a man wh0re
never lackin’ cuz’ i know what i stand for
better sit down, i’mma hit the dance floor
mosh pit time lemme hear the crowd roar (woo!)
if you can’t (??) door tell me what you’re here for

tell me that i’m never makin’ (??) feelin’ my energy and i’m never coming down different state of serenity and everybody befriended me everybody’s a friend of me but n0body in front of me tell me everyone lovin’ me baby you (??) you can’t f-ck with this energy, you can’t f-ck with the vision, you can’t f-ck with the vibe, i can tell you what i’m feelin’ cuz i hide inside, call me king cuz i ride with the night, got a queen that sh-t pretty always up for a fight, i live life like a guy who don’t wanna survive, cuz i know i’ll only be respected after i die, i’mma float like a b-tterfly, sting like a bee, i’mma be a f-ckin’ legend like muhammad ali (like muhammad ali! x2)

hold the city down, singapore west side
i don’t crip walk baby mama, let’s slide
speedin’ in the whip, skrrt! zoomin off site
punch a mothaf-cka if he wanna talk fight
that boy there wear fake off-white
he be talkin sh-t like he want to fight
so we beat his ass like tina and ike
all my dogs, they wild for the night (woof!)
i put em down like a sick dog (woof, b-tch)
i put em down till i’m sick, dog (arf arf)
i don’t f-ck around with the state, dog
blow couple rounds make you sit, dog
punches to the liver till i can’t sit, shootin’ up shots when i’m (???) out the window, double pistol crip in my hands that’s akimbo
bullets make em dance through the (??) in the limbo
feelin like a bird cuz i’m high like a jet
junkies in the back room, wired off of ket
got a (?) from jason come pull up on the set
faded motherf-ckers throwin’ rights, throwin’ lefts
mama always told me, treat girls with respect
papa always told me, never leave the house without a vest
lil’ man tell me he want smoke through the text
put the barrel to him made him bleed from the neck (raaaaa)

- no sinners

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