Birds in the Air (feat. Jaamar McKelvey) [Radio Edit]

Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of them How much for us if we mean more to Him Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of 'em If you believe, put 'em up, twist thumb to thumb And put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air I'm G*Nat and I'm back for the grown folk The make it better I can't leave it alone folk Who follow the one who rolled back the stone and can Taste He's good with their own waffle cone But even so, I got an apology This song got nothing to do with ornithology At least not directly, so don't expect me To talk about birds without theology Jesus told em in Matthew 6 Not to be too concerned with your clothes or kicks Or anything that you could eat, drink or wear In the created world, of which He takes care And we are among His top masterpieces So if you ain't get it yet, here's the thesis When problems come in bunches and handfuls Birds' behavior is your example Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of them, How much for us if we mean more to Him Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of 'em If you believe, put 'em up, twist thumb to thumb There's a long list of lessons I can learn from the birds So come along and let's address' em and discern what we've heard There's such a strong sense of safety when I'm reading the words To see that God is so amazing, He can teach me with birds Every time I start to worry, and I wonder aloud Or when my mind begins to wander, and I struggle with doubt Or when I'm puzzled and I ponder with my head in the clouds Then I can look and see the birds, as they head to the south And when I do, I see that they don't have to hoard any grain There's always food available and there'll be more on the way When the storm is near, the Lord is here, so I can rest with no more fear And know that I don't have to go to the store in the rain Thanks to Jesus' words in Matthew six God looks after birds, so it only makes sense That I'm a be okay cuz I'm surrounded by angels And the main takeaway: God is faithful Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of them, how much for us if we mean more to Him Birds ain't trippin' bout where they gon' sleep What they gon' wear, or what they drink or eat But still the Father takes care of 'em If you believe, put 'em up, twist thumb to thumb And put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air Put your birds in the air