Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bird, artist - Anderson .Paak. Album song Malibu, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Art Club, OBE, Steel Wool
Song language: English
The Bird |
A bird with the word came to me |
The sweetness of a honeycomb tree |
And now I look what's taking over me |
Couldn't fake it if I wanted to |
I had to wake up just to make it through |
I got my patience and I'm making do |
I learned my lessons from the ancient roots |
I choose to follow what the greatest do |
A bird with the word came to me |
The sweetness of a honeycomb tree |
And now I look what's taking over me |
Couldn't fake it if I wanted to |
I had to wake up just to make it through |
I got my patience and I'm making do |
I learned my lessons from the ancient roots |
I choose to follow what the greatest do |
I'm repping for the longest cycle, mmm |
My uncles had to pay the cost, mmm |
My sister used to sing to Whitney, mmm |
My mama caught the gambling bug, mmm |
We came up in a lonely castle, mmm |
My papa was behind them bars, mmm |
We never had to want for nothing, mmm |
Said all we ever need is love, mmm |
We see the same things |
We sing the same songs |
We feel the same grief |
Bleed the same blood |
You grew up in the home beside me |
I always had a friend to call |
How could I make it here without you? |
Mmm |
I pray I leave before you're gone |
The bird with the word came to me |
The sweetness of a honeycomb tree |
And now I look, what's taking over me |
Couldn't fake it if I wanted to |
I had to wake up, just to make it through |
I got my patience and I'm making do |
I learned my lessons from the ancient roots |
I choose to follow what the greatest do |
A bird with the word came to me |
The sweetness of a honeycomb tree |
And now my luck was taking over me |
Couldn't fake it if I wanted to |
I had to wake up just to make it through |
I got my patience and I'm making do |
I learned my lessons from the ancient roots |
I choose to follow what the greatest do |
Hey, my little youth is crying |
I'm almost home, almost home |
Look, no further riots, mmm |
Working my fingers to the bone |
See I do the best I can, mmm |
Mama was a farmer, mmm |
Papa was a goner, mmm |