Denzel Curry, Rick Ross - BIRDZ

Uh-huh, yeah, hmm Yeah, uh-huh, yeah Well damn Let's start it over Eye of Jehovah Come take a look at my city and its culture City full of vultures, city full of zoes City full of gangsters that's sticking to the code Everybody thinking that they know me for real 'Cause they only seen me on the poster for real Don't test my dawg, they got holsters for real Fuck a Pop-Tart, we carry toasters for real Aim, cock back, shoot at lames Name unknown, we are not the same Shame on a brrt tryna run game We was able to sell it, now my city serve 'caine Don't start none, won't be none Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none Only fear one, but now I fear none And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck (No) Don't start none, won't be none Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none Only fear one, but now I fear none And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck Huh (Maybach Music) Living on a limb and I'm blowing hemp (Boss) You see the limo tinted, never know it's him (Woo) Cocaine wraps in the Cadillac (Okay) I got lil' homie with me, city on our backs (Denzel) Always been a loner 'cause I'm so rebellious (What?) Pulling on a bong, it make me feel angelic (M-M-M) Penning a memoir, I pray I live to tell it (Huh) Never will I tell it, that's considered careless (Woo) Vroom, vroom, vroom, bitch, we on a move (Vroom) Snort a line of this, I bet you clean your room (Haha) Mansions in Atlanta, trophy on the mantle (I got 'em) Long live my nigga Nipsey, light another candle (Boss, Maybach Music) Don't start none, won't be none Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none Only fear one, but now I fear none And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck Don't start none, won't be none Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none Only fear one, but now I fear none And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck Butterfly doors keep the birds chirpinG (Oh) Big top back like I'm in a circus (Yeah) Pray I keep it all, like the Sunday Service, uh My pastor making dollars like he Erick Sermon Lord forgive me for my tendencies, yeah Got an evil plan for my mini-mes, yeah See business gotta grow, time to plant a seed, yeah Its time to make compost of my enemies, yeah My city full of palm trees and bad bitches You see? If your dawg green, its bad business You see? If it's all greed, they all switching We lost, and by all means, we all missing Don't start none, won't be none Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none Only fear one, but now I fear none And if you ain't God, well, I don't give a fuck