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He's a Bird, He's a Plane (feat․ Ayana M)

👤 SPM 🎼 Time is Money ⏱️ 5:00
🎵 3303 characters
⏱️ 5:00 duration
🆔 ID: 29201548

📜 Lyrics

The dope house, got it snowin' in the summer
Drug runner, fuck the "I'm-a-gonna-wanna"
Fast learner, attack like piranha
My next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba"
I smoke a 'cause I love her, bought a Danny Glover
Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother
I'm from the gutter diggin' in your trash can
Fuckin' with my niggas, it'll be your last dance

I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks
The only thing I sell is smokeable products
In my all white chucks turn a man into dust
You wanna meet the Devil, huh? You in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child
Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by 4 p.m., call me Los Kevorkian

Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane

In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices
I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices
The Coy's is a family who didn't have much
Except the love of a single mother's touch

The lust of money, had me slangin' caine and weed
I was first on the block and last to leave
Feel the rain as it falls on this tricky game
Breakin' caine, clear your sinuses, like liquid drain
Lift my name against my pain is used
To entertain a simple thing in every city seems like
Shit's the same

Born loser, V12 cruiser
I opened up a store for the common drug user
36 eggs, come from each chicken
Some of you ain't livin' fuckin' with the unforgiven
I'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prison
They go to jail or hell just because it's free admission
Man!

Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane

Five on the dot when I hit the crack spot
30 slab rocks in a little matchbox
Ho-ass cops hit the cut around seven
Got a fiend with a pipe ans arrested him for resing

Fuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste it
But you bitches gonna have to settle for a basehead
'Cause I don't slip, broke quicker than a ship
Wrap a platinum hit, make the police captain sick

Backstreet legends, the world feel my presence
I'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to Texas
You can keep the lexus 'cause I bought two Benzes
On the microphone, I'll break you off with one sentence

Stay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the air
They asked me what my race was, I told them it was player
A very rare breed, almost extinct
The way I walk, the way I think
The shit I wear, the shit I drink

The way I stink, I smell like fruity hydroponic
When haters see my car, they turn around and vomit
I'm loco, fuck any player hatin' joto
You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tampoco

Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:12.69] The dope house, got it snowin' in the summer
[00:16.41] Drug runner, fuck the "I'm-a-gonna-wanna"
[00:19.71] Fast learner, attack like piranha
[00:23.12] My next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba"
[00:26.12] I smoke a 'cause I love her, bought a Danny Glover
[00:29.70] Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother
[00:32.90] I'm from the gutter diggin' in your trash can
[00:35.86] Fuckin' with my niggas, it'll be your last dance
[00:38.76] I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks
[00:42.04] The only thing I sell is smokeable products
[00:45.51] In my all white chucks turn a man into dust
[00:49.17] You wanna meet the Devil, huh? You in a bad rush
[00:52.31] I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child
[00:55.72] Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles
[00:59.04] Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion
[01:02.34] Pronounce him dead by 4 p.m., call me Los Kevorkian
[01:06.81] Some do it for the money and fame
[01:10.05] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[01:13.58] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[01:16.93] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[01:20.36] Some do it for the money and fame
[01:23.45] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[01:27.09] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[01:30.12] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[01:32.86] In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices
[01:37.07] I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices
[01:39.95] The Coy's is a family who didn't have much
[01:42.86] Except the love of a single mother's touch
[01:45.90] The lust of money, had me slangin' caine and weed
[01:49.57] I was first on the block and last to leave
[01:52.83] Feel the rain as it falls on this tricky game
[01:56.40] Breakin' caine, clear your sinuses, like liquid drain
[01:59.67] Lift my name against my pain is used
[02:01.75] To entertain a simple thing in every city seems like
[02:05.12] Shit's the same
[02:06.30] Born loser, V12 cruiser
[02:09.16] I opened up a store for the common drug user
[02:12.12] 36 eggs, come from each chicken
[02:15.68] Some of you ain't livin' fuckin' with the unforgiven
[02:19.01] I'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prison
[02:22.06] They go to jail or hell just because it's free admission
[02:25.58] Man!
[02:26.99] Some do it for the money and fame
[02:30.27] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[02:33.40] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[02:36.83] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[02:40.21] Some do it for the money and fame
[02:43.61] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[02:46.88] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[02:50.40] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[02:52.55] Five on the dot when I hit the crack spot
[02:55.75] 30 slab rocks in a little matchbox
[02:58.95] Ho-ass cops hit the cut around seven
[03:02.35] Got a fiend with a pipe ans arrested him for resing
[03:05.68] Fuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste it
[03:08.92] But you bitches gonna have to settle for a basehead
[03:12.22] 'Cause I don't slip, broke quicker than a ship
[03:15.43] Wrap a platinum hit, make the police captain sick
[03:18.98] Backstreet legends, the world feel my presence
[03:22.23] I'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to Texas
[03:25.40] You can keep the lexus 'cause I bought two Benzes
[03:28.82] On the microphone, I'll break you off with one sentence
[03:32.53] Stay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the air
[03:36.38] They asked me what my race was, I told them it was player
[03:39.87] A very rare breed, almost extinct
[03:42.75] The way I walk, the way I think
[03:44.69] The shit I wear, the shit I drink
[03:46.23] The way I stink, I smell like fruity hydroponic
[03:49.77] When haters see my car, they turn around and vomit
[03:53.26] I'm loco, fuck any player hatin' joto
[03:56.35] You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tampoco
[03:59.93] Some do it for the money and fame
[04:03.65] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[04:06.84] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[04:10.50] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[04:13.96] Some do it for the money and fame
[04:16.88] He just don't wanna sell no more 'caine
[04:20.31] Now his flow is a beautiful thing
[04:23.68] SPM, he's a bird, he's a plane
[04:28.45]

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