Caged Bird
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โฑ๏ธ 2:32 duration
๐ ID: 6892284
๐ Lyrics
Conversations with past demons
Caged birds singing in rooms with glass ceilings
If hope dies my soul cries my hearts weeping
Soul ties with strong roots you can't see them
Brodi said that he loves the ends he can't leave em
In the same ends he caught a bullet the wounds deepen
Until somebody get them bruddas, back we can't grieve him
That's how you turn your brighter days into dark evenings
If you had a penny for your thoughts, what would you buy?
Can't stop till I'm on top of the sky
You can get your wings clipped when they're watching you fly
Step back and salute real bruddas like Scully and Jude
Now we're making real money fi true
Always a seat at the table for my bruddas for life
Nepotism calm when you've grown where I grew
They only wanna show and prove
But I've blessed brown skin so I don't show a bruise
If I wasn't rapping then I'd be rapping
I throwaway my boxes excepts the ones I got cash in
Get my ting to the function then get the gang in
So yes I got a wap in then brodi brought his wap in
Young handsome da Vinci with the canvas
You know we've had it patterned since I ain't talking or chatting
We've been ten toe dashing from the blue lights flashing
Have you ever seen the end of a life through a hollow cannon
2020 made it happen 21 I lost my balance
22 I made a killing 23 we got it it cracking
Gotta stay scheming if you're tryna build a palace
Gotta stay dreaming if you're tryna find a passage
I struggle to manage
You gotta feed people when you're tryna bring the fam in
People step away and tell the world they got abandoned
We don't even do this for P's this is passion
The ends made a savage It takes heart to be where man is
It takes heart to be standing where I'm standing
How can you stay Sane when you see so much madness
I've seen a brudda turn vegetable for the carats
So we laugh to stop the sadness
Too much weed in my zoobie too much juice in my chalice
I'm not Looking forward to looking back on in this in a mansion
This is collateral damage
When Life gets tough like a callous
I go smoke with the Rastas don't put pork in my pasta
Caged bird got out the room with the glass ceiling
But smashing through the glass done it's damage, ain't that apparent
Caged birds singing in rooms with glass ceilings
If hope dies my soul cries my hearts weeping
Soul ties with strong roots you can't see them
Brodi said that he loves the ends he can't leave em
In the same ends he caught a bullet the wounds deepen
Until somebody get them bruddas, back we can't grieve him
That's how you turn your brighter days into dark evenings
If you had a penny for your thoughts, what would you buy?
Can't stop till I'm on top of the sky
You can get your wings clipped when they're watching you fly
Step back and salute real bruddas like Scully and Jude
Now we're making real money fi true
Always a seat at the table for my bruddas for life
Nepotism calm when you've grown where I grew
They only wanna show and prove
But I've blessed brown skin so I don't show a bruise
If I wasn't rapping then I'd be rapping
I throwaway my boxes excepts the ones I got cash in
Get my ting to the function then get the gang in
So yes I got a wap in then brodi brought his wap in
Young handsome da Vinci with the canvas
You know we've had it patterned since I ain't talking or chatting
We've been ten toe dashing from the blue lights flashing
Have you ever seen the end of a life through a hollow cannon
2020 made it happen 21 I lost my balance
22 I made a killing 23 we got it it cracking
Gotta stay scheming if you're tryna build a palace
Gotta stay dreaming if you're tryna find a passage
I struggle to manage
You gotta feed people when you're tryna bring the fam in
People step away and tell the world they got abandoned
We don't even do this for P's this is passion
The ends made a savage It takes heart to be where man is
It takes heart to be standing where I'm standing
How can you stay Sane when you see so much madness
I've seen a brudda turn vegetable for the carats
So we laugh to stop the sadness
Too much weed in my zoobie too much juice in my chalice
I'm not Looking forward to looking back on in this in a mansion
This is collateral damage
When Life gets tough like a callous
I go smoke with the Rastas don't put pork in my pasta
Caged bird got out the room with the glass ceiling
But smashing through the glass done it's damage, ain't that apparent