Ray Dior - Birds In The Trap (feat. Shea Smilez) Lyrics

Birds In The Trap singing like Jodeci
I remember when they never noticed me
Now I'm in here looking like a quarter key
Booked and busy, now they gotta order me
I'm in the BM and I'm sliding like it's 3rd base
Second time a nigga came in first place
I've been on my grind a nigga working
Opps be steady lurking
Way I cut the work, I swear to God I'm like a surgeon
Know I'm here on purpose
Riding with the stick, I'm paranoid and I ain't perfect
I done went to war with gorillas, a couple serpents
Had to cut them out of the circle, they out of service
I got what you need
I can't fit the racks inside my jeans
Either you getting money or not, no in between
Hundred dollar bill will make her go down on her knees
I keep a Lori in the stash like I'm Steve
I've been getting money in the worst way
Withdrawals from the teller, swear that I ain't perfect
Know they used to count me out but now they acting nervous
Now I can f*ck on any bitch, I swear they used to curve me
Birds In The Trap and they sing like a theme song
Bro got a pack and he serve it like it's ping pong
Lone Wolf forever to myself and I don't need ya
I've been, keeping to myself and I've been striving
Pockets looking overweight they still don't need a diet
Fabrics ain't been new to us, still got me on this fly shit
I know that you thought of it, could never really try this
Looking like a brick when I came on my way
Birds In The Trap and they sing all night
Snow globe when I put these chains on twice
And I got what you need
I can't fit the racks inside my jeans
Either you getting money or not, no in between
Hundred dollar bill will make her go down on her knees
Keep a Lori in the stash like I'm Steve
Birds In The Trap and they sing like a theme song
Bro got a pack and he serve it like it's ping pong
Lone Wolf Forever to myself and I don't need ya