Birds in the Air (Radio Edit) ft. Jaamar McKelvey Lyrics

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