Lazy Beavers

Yea, **** was sleeping on Birmingham

They never heard of them, they never heard of that

Before you come though, best check the thermostat

Yea they lettin' them burners clap

Plus fentanyl up in all of the Percocet

If they miss they gon' circle back

And when you this fly its some turbulance

Wooh! I'm packin' my heater, yea

I don't give a damn, he don't give a damn neither

We don't give a damn, just some damn lazy beavers

Come to Birmingham and you might not leave here

Come to Birmingham and you might not leave here

Goin' through changes and practicing faith

The water was troubled I casted the bait

Shit'll get fishy without the filet

I wanted riches without the delay

God must’ve said he could handle the wait

I'm pretty sure I could handle a safe

Stuff it with crackers like Benjamin Frank

Profits would call him a sinister saint

Probably the reason the ministers pray

Probably the reason we need an escape

We used to look for a shoulder to lean

No wonder **** got lean in they shakes

No wonder we only dream through the day

Switches come out in the heat of the night

I’ve seen the men who could turn into mice

Make a fuck **** get all the way right

Used to be poppin a wheely on bikes

My **** SWiMi put gold on the spokes

I guess some shit'll just never gets old

I guess we always they ones on a roll

Women be looking like they seen a ghost

Tell ya the truth it ain’t nothing to float

Passing by tricks in the city of magic

Checkin my watch it’s time to get active

**** was sleeping on Birmingham

They never heard of them, they never heard of that

Before you come though, best check the thermostat

Yea they lettin' them burners clap

Plus fentanyl up in all of the Percocet

If they miss they gon' circle back

And when you this fly its some turbulance

Wooh! I'm packin' my heater

Welcome to the Magic City

Where it's mad magicians that'll make yo ass disappear

The year was 1994 when me and Michael Jordan both entered here

And I was on 3rd Ave hangin' 'round like saggy titties

First place I ever had a beer

Just a lil bitty bad ****

In some really, really baggy britches

Now I'm kickin' in the door

SWiMi in his zone when he pen metaphors

Only smoke strong, never hit Reginald

No Pinocchio but the smell really long

Local hero, you can tell how I talk

I'm not a regular citizen

Good kid mad city like Kendrick is

Still feel like 50 so many men

Wish death on me in my residence

Yea I just checked Instagram

And damn

Everybody rich?

**** locked up, but ain't nobody snitch?

How you the plug and you sold out again, huh?

How you the plug and you sold out again, huh?

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**** was sleeping on Birmingham

They never heard of them, they never heard of that

Before you come though, best check the thermostat

Yea they lettin' them burners clap

Plus fentanyl up in all of the Percocet

If they miss they gon' circle back

And when you this fly its some turbulance

Wooh! I'm packin' my heater, yea

I don't give a damn, he don't give a damn neither

We don't give a damn, just some damn lazy beavers

Come to Birmingham and you might not leave here

Come to Birmingham and you might not leave here