Early Bird BIGBABYGUCCI
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[Intro]
I remember just me on that curb (Just me on that curb)
I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse (I ain't in a hearse, I ain't in a—)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna find the words
No, I cannot trust no one, but no, I never learn (I never learn)
On this road, I'm on my own, but yeah, I got a purp' (I got a purp')
Bitch, I'm awake, I'm gettin' my cake, call me the early bird
Been feelin' like the devil's tryna take my soul 'cause he know what I'm worth
I ain't rappin', this just spoken word
I remember just me on that curb
Bet they wanna come jump in that Lear, I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse
Bitch, half my homies done left me, man, I'm like, "Damn, where they went?"
Bet I'm gon' live my life like this, this might just be the end
[Verse]
Tell them niggas come to they senses, niggas ain't gon' just give you shit (Shit)
Niggas be wantin' handouts like they a IG bad bitch
Now, what's wrong? I ain't never had a problem with the check, though (Check, though)
I be really tryna hold a zone, I keep my focus on, I be chillin' 'til you let go (Let go)
And I'm dressin' like I'm chillin' at the Met Gala (Met Gala)
Ho tryna get me, I'm tryna get better
Kill the scene, you can't even see the blood splatter (Blood splatter)
And I'm sippin' on somethin' that's fuckin' up my bladder
I don't even gotta handcuff, she mine
Your bitch layin' on a bed of lies
Goin' up, yeah, just like the profits
I'm still nauseous
I remember just me on that curb (Just me on that curb)
I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse (I ain't in a hearse, I ain't in a—)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna find the words
No, I cannot trust no one, but no, I never learn (I never learn)
On this road, I'm on my own, but yeah, I got a purp' (I got a purp')
Bitch, I'm awake, I'm gettin' my cake, call me the early bird
Been feelin' like the devil's tryna take my soul 'cause he know what I'm worth
I ain't rappin', this just spoken word
I remember just me on that curb
Bet they wanna come jump in that Lear, I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse
Bitch, half my homies done left me, man, I'm like, "Damn, where they went?"
Bet I'm gon' live my life like this, this might just be the end
[Verse]
Tell them niggas come to they senses, niggas ain't gon' just give you shit (Shit)
Niggas be wantin' handouts like they a IG bad bitch
Now, what's wrong? I ain't never had a problem with the check, though (Check, though)
I be really tryna hold a zone, I keep my focus on, I be chillin' 'til you let go (Let go)
And I'm dressin' like I'm chillin' at the Met Gala (Met Gala)
Ho tryna get me, I'm tryna get better
Kill the scene, you can't even see the blood splatter (Blood splatter)
And I'm sippin' on somethin' that's fuckin' up my bladder
I don't even gotta handcuff, she mine
Your bitch layin' on a bed of lies
Goin' up, yeah, just like the profits
I'm still nauseous
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