Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Birdland , by - Ben Beal. Release date: 02.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Birdland |
| If I were to fly, I don’t think you’d see me again |
| My momma tried to wake me up but I’m not leavin' my bed |
| We got time, so we should waste it |
| We got time, for celebration |
| If we were to leave, I don’t think they will see |
| Need new air to breathe, somewhere in the trees |
| Somewhere in between |
| Don’t wake me up, but let the birds chirp |
| I’m stuck between NY and DC |
| Always making noise so the birdcalls just sue me |
| Sampling your motherfucking parents, bitch, sue me |
| My life is like a movie |
| Dark night at the auroras |
| Why the bullets flying through me? |
| The suburbs, the birdland |
| Ride bikes with no hands |
| Rikers Island for a gram |
| Lose brain cells to slow jams |
| Shattered elbows on driveways |
| I was jumpin' off the wine crates |
| Broken wrist and hockey rings |
| I’m faded, need to hydrate |
| Yo, mad minimalist |
| Simple but they say I’m like a chemist with it |
| Slightest flick of the wrist |
| Some Bruce Lee with the shit |
| I really need to cop a few more books to read |
| A studious heathen |
| I was raised a Christian I party with demons |
| I spark trying to reason |
| Throw Nebulous on |
| Niggas starin' at my girl like where your etiquette son |
| Got me starin' at the world like is it ready for |
| Is it ready for anything beneficial |
| You should worry bout when you die who’s gonna miss you |
| Did you change a life or take yours for granted |
| Sometimes the spiritual got a bit more advantage |
| We gon' get there got a bit more to plan |
| Shit is rocky life’s terrain just a thick quartz and sand |
| Learn to hover over that in Berlin |
| If I were to fly, I don’t think you’d see me again |
| My momma tried to wake me up but I’m not leavin' my bed |
| We got time, so we should waste it |
| We got time, for celebration |
| If we were to leave, I don’t think they will see |
| Need new air to breathe, somewhere in the trees |
| Somewhere in between |
| Don’t wake me up, but let the birds chirp |