Birdsfly

Lyrics

[Verse 1: YL] It's Y Roper Williams Yeah, birdsfly It's nothin' like the first time We can't go back, I wish I could reverse time Remember when we fought that night it was the worst time You said the worst things as if I did the worst crime I got player in my blood, I been cursed by Don't be tryna ride the wave when I surf by Yeah, yo free Max B Free the wave Back the fuck up you just tryna come up with me when the sun is up There ain't no trophies for the runner up Big bling like a super bowl ring I'm not used to those things Play the loop very smooth on the strings Game 7 put it all on the line Young boy but I'm old school like Karl Kani (remember that shit?) It's like we'll never get December, or November YL, somethin' like a semi-pro I'm not gonna be around forever gotta let me go If it's weighin' heavy on yo' mental you should let me know I'm not even close to being finished, I got plenty mo' Roper on the beat like I'm strollin' down the street I'ma hold it down for me while I'm rollin' out the weed Please, gimme just a little bit more space, five feet Hit the shot, half a second on the clock I'm just gettin' what I got, I'ma set it off a lot I'm a set it off like Queen Latif- I need a breather, either stay with me or you could leave you know I told coach that I gotta ball, I wasn't made for bench I wasn't made for the sideline, it's primetime Ain't no sixth man, I'm like Melo with the wristband I came back wit' a big plan Game 7 shit Finals MVP trophies Know what I'm sayin'? Ain't no prize for that third place shit Ain't no second places