Lyrics KOTA The Friend – Pigeon Outro
Text:
City pigeon on the roof top
No keys, won hints and got a new clock
Sun shining for the suits and the youths go to school
Hear the shoes like its coming from a boom box
Fly alone, I ain’t looking for a new flock
In the heavens, I don’t think about the day I fall
Everyday I see the sun set a new high
High rises infiltrated in the summer time
In the concrete jungle where the hunger lies
I remember we was banished to the crumbs
Hella famished in the slums
Maybe poor never dumb
Never be the niggas that’s going down with the slave ship
Don’t believe society telling you that you ain’t shit
Flying to the tropics where berries is so abundant
You noticing that your city was only providing fake shit
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon
Take it to the sky, little pigeon fly
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon
Take it to the sky, little pigeon fly
I did a lot of shit that I regret
I been running from my demons but I’m outta breath
That’s why I’m always scheming on the next flight
Home is home to all of my memories and my best nights
Lost loves, snitch niggas, a couple clinic visits
That’s why I keep it funky with my audience
Women that I be fucking and niggas I split the 40 with
Everybody fucked up, some just good at hiding it
My inner child so frustrated I couldn’t silence it
I don’t judge a soul, I could tell you where the bottom is
And tell you bout a spot where mimosas are always bottomless
Tell you bout a place where there’s people you can be honest with
We don’t care about the designers the other following
Laughing with your gut cause it’s genuine when you smiling
With people that give a fuck about the person that’s inside and shit
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon
Take it to the sky, little pigeon fly
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon fly (Little pigeon fly)
Little pigeon
Take it to the sky, little pigeon fly
Fly away to the lands where the Gods be
They watch you rise, tell them godspeed
Dumb bad but my dad still got me
Feel God if a nigga try and stop me
Show love in the city where I come from
Never claim that I’m something that’s not me
I forgive them, I forgive myself
Never thought that I would find my peace
My nigga watch me
Album
KOTA The Friend – Paloma Beach
