BIRTHDAY Lyrics

I pray to God for all my evilous ways I pray that shit don't fall on my son

But i'm thugging till my thugging days is done you know

God I repent for the sins I caused for the hearts

I hurt oouuuuuu oouuuuhhhhnnnnnnnn

I use to pray to God to make it out the trenches I gotta son now

Gotta change the way i'm living I put two perkies in a sprite feel like a chemist

Ain't have it on me on that night he coulda did it

Nigga took some numbers off his liiiiffeee

Cause round my ends we don't get to see 25 nigga

Quit that playing and get riggghtttt

Ain't no time for loafing cause tonight my be that night

I ain't with the swimmity games marko you niggas be capping a lot polo

I hopped off the porch to the block olo Skrt and i'm scraping the pot solo

Just when I thought he was shot Nono all of my boys on his top pogo

Cut dat boy out we don't plot photo If I say he got then he got fasho

I don't be with all dat instagram tweeting cause niggas be rapping a lot

Talking that shit but be scared when he see me these niggas just wanting my spot

I be on go when they see me its one in the head yeah its already cocked

I swear you niggas is sweetie cause you acting spooky when you know you not

Im in that hood cause its my birthplace I had to get it in the worse way

He cross the line I do em dirt tay I'm never slipping on my worse days

These niggas playing on my last name I got dat blood up off my shirt bae

I turnt that boy into a shirt bae that boy got clapped up on his birthday

Round of applause cause that's a standing ovation if he wit gang But then switch up

Then he been hating he gone be quick to take yo spot like he been waiting

That money talk could change the whole conversation

I keep the heater on me like the fire station

I be ready to ride I be clutching that ine about that paper i'm toting that fie

If he cross the line he catching a facer that nigga be lying that nigga ain't sliding

That nigga a hater Life be changing but I was never the one to be basic

I got clout in the west but I got moe clout in the hood I was raised in

I'm stuck in my ways baby I need a raise stuck in a phase baby

Stack dat bread up to ceiling I bet they adore you

They gone be mad that i'm winning I get it before you

Allakazaam I hop in a lamb all these bands on me spend it by my lonely yeeeaahhhhh

Im in that hood cause its my birthplace I had to get it in the worse way

He cross the line I do em dirt tay Im never slipping on my worse days

These niggas playing on my last name I got dat blood up off my shirt bae

I turnt that boy into a shirt bae that boy got clapped up on his birthday yahhhhh!