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Anderson .Paak - The Bird
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Vocals
Emile Martinez
Emile Martinez
Trumpet
Jose Rios
Jose Rios
Electric Guitar
Julian Le
Julian Le
String Instrument
Kelsey Gonzalez
Kelsey Gonzalez
Bass Guitar
Ron Avant
Ron Avant
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Paak Anderson
Brandon Paak Anderson
Songwriter
Ron Avant
Ron Avant
Songwriter
Shafiq Husayn
Shafiq Husayn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Producer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Mixing Engineer
Jared Hirshland
Jared Hirshland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do I'm repping for the longest cycle, mmm My uncles had to pay the cost, mmm My sister used to sing to Whitney, mmm My mama caught the gambling bug, mmm We came up in a lonely castle, mmm My papa was behind them bars, mmm We never had to want for nothing, mmm Said all we ever need is love, mmm We see the same things We sing the same songs We feel the same grief Bleed the same blood You grew up in the home beside me I always had a friend to call How could I make it here without you? Mmm I pray I leave before you're gone A bird with a word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look, what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up, just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now my luck was taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do Hey, my little youth is crying I'm almost home, almost home Look no further riots, mmm Working my fingers to the bone See I do the best I can, mmm Mama was a farmer, mmm Papa was a goner, mmm
Writer(s): Shafiq A. Husayn, Brandon Paak Anderson, Ron Avant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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