Southside Playaz - Bird a Day lyrics

(*talking*) n***a birds keys, whatever you wanna call it [Chorus] I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day If them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to break yourself, stay on the low and count your big heads I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day If them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to prey on the low, and count your big heads [Mike D] If them funk a** feds, would leave me alone Maybe I could stack a million, and then get gone I'm tired of pushing these rocks, I'm sick of moving these zones I'm thinking big Benzes, mobile phones and homes In a comfortable position, when I spark endo Taking trips in private jets, for the places I gotta go Now picture that, I'm just a G from the hood And came up from dust, to living like it's all good Now baby mama's bringing drama, 5-0's to calm her You know the rest when we blessed, problem after problem All that unwanted stress, if it ain't this if it ain't that Keeping all that plex, making me wonder what's next Don't watch me, better watch TV Cause all I'm doing, is getting it while it's good G With this rap hustle, or moving these keys Don't matter to me, just keep it low from the F-E-D's [Chorus] I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day If them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to stay on the low, and count your big heads I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day And if them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to break yourself, stay on the low and count your big heads [Clay-Doe] They told me go hard stay low and get out, so I crunk it up Down the street, next to my homie dope house Big Flow use to tell us, that he would k** us But we kept pumping, cause we knew he was bumping cause we was his little n***as Eventually they'd have to feel us, a young G Trying to grind waited my time in line, now it's my time to shine I took a look back, at my first thirty pack I use to want a weed sack and Lac, but said f** that Since I'm in it out to get it, plus I knew it was a gimmick Cause when you get ceased now, you want a ticket The hustle is illest, Corleone is my witness f** them hang around's if you putting it down, bidness is bidness Hard for a G, thinking bout Kay-Kay and Dez God please, can't feed my baby in the feds Hard on a G, got a motherf**er scared God please, spare a player from the feds [Chorus - 2x] I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day And if them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to break yourself, stay on the low and stack your big heads [Mr. 3-2] Lord, have mercy on me and my G's Please keep us safe, from F-E-D's and enemies Cause man, it's so hard to survive in the game From bricks of c**aine, to a million record sales stangs Counting change, nothing but big heads Staying on the low, breaking myself from them dirty a** feds Watching a n***a wanna bop a n***a, but I'm clean Got my paper stashed real good n***a, they'll never find the green Laff-Tex, a multimillion dollar cabinet Baby we gon' shut it down, we really ain't having it Rap game street game, Mr. 3-2 gon' tell it Coming at us with that plex, and you gon' need a bulletproof helmet We major players, coming up in a major way Even though we gon' keep it hood, with a bird a day Hit the highway, got my people's in motion While I'm in the studio, sipping promethazine potion [Chorus] I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day And if them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to break yourself, stay on the low and count your big heads I'm trying to keep my hood, at a bird a day And if them ATF and DEA, will stay away Cause the only way, to dodge them feds Is to break yourself, stay on the low and stack big heads