Birds Calling Lyrics latest song by Kevin Gates. The lyrics were written by Aaron “Rahk” Revelle, Brittany “Starrah” Hazzard, and Byron “Bza” Ford and produced by 3:02 and Starrah
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Birds Calling Song Details
| Song | Birds Calling |
| Artist/Singer | Kevin Gates |
| Lyrics | Aaron “Rahk” Revelle, Brittany “Starrah” Hazzard, and Byron “Bza” Ford |
| Produced | 3:02 and Starrah |
| Label | Bread Winner Alumni |
Birds Calling Music
Birds Calling Lyrics
Come where there work for me, big ol’ gang
Uku, birds callin’, it’s in the trap for me
New low, back on the road, come where there work for me
Four in the morning, yawnin’, birds callin’
I hear the work callin’, birds callin’
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Phone ringin’, I can’t go to sleep
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Birds keep callin’, keep on callin’ me
Have you ever tried, ain’t got the night
Goin’ to bed, wakin’ up tired
Time after time, you on a grind
Ain’t get difficult, no lie
Yeah, brick on a brick, lay up in my reflection
Bringin’ the load, I’ma win off the extra
I’m who they want, everything I do special
Get what you want if you from out section
Whip out the bow, got a new 9-11
Invisible roof, reappear in a second
First I was broke, now the Rolex at present
One-four-twenty-three, I do rolls on the belt
They know I’m him, so they copy and edit
Nothin’ unlike this, a regular texture
Popular women consider me sexy
Speakin’, I step in dimensions, I’m flexin’
Powered on I, on this holy mountain
My name in the Bible with all my disciples
Reborn again and I got a new title
Creator Almighty, I’m God the Messiah
Cleansin’ my sins, start a healin’, I’m righteous
Free everybody who thuggin’ and writin’
Know that I’m free, I’m authentic
Let me see a hill with a tree, I’ll pull up on that
Boo-coo, birds callin’, it’s in a trap for me
New load, back on the road, come with that work for me
Four in the morning, yawnin’, birds callin’
I hear the work callin’, birds callin’
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Phone ringin’, I can’t go to sleep
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Birds keep callin’, keep on callin’
I got a real bright future
I got my glasses on right now
I got a real bright future
It’s not comin’ out, I ain’t signin’ my heat
Jackson, Michael, Ray, one of the cartels
Street fighters, all you can
Tigers, sonic, boom, hyper
Palo Santo, big torchlighters
Put a string guitar recital
Baby, you can’t run from my love
You scared of the dark, little lights on
Six in the apartment, projectin’ on lights on
Smell from the fridges, can’t kill no lights on
I hold the top of my arm
I’ma get us out these trenches and we gon’ be alright
Cheapest numbers in the city, in the dope, it’s alright
Big ol’ eagle flippin’ chickens in the dope, it’s alright
I’m lil’ nigga in charge, started off dealin’ it hard
Got my problem solved, did what it take
I elevated the rank and got my squad involved
Know that I’m in, know that you know that I’m built
Don’t need nobody guard
Under the light, pride’s more important than an exotic car
Woo-hoo, birds callin’, it’s in a trap for me
New low, back on the road, come with that work for me
Four in the morning, yawnin’, birds callin’
I hear the work callin’, birds callin’
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Phone ringin’, I can’t go to sleep
Early in the morning, late into the evening
Birds keep callin’, keep on callin’ me
Boo-hoo, birds callin’, it’s in a trap for me
New low, back on the road, come with that work for me
Four in the morning, yawnin’, birds callin’
I hear the work callin’, birds callin’
