I make forty-some dollars a day
It ain't my birthday today
When we were happy simultaneously
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
But am i less holy
Happy sadness lonely
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Its as beautiful as a birthday cake
And we got history, let's repeat it the right way
But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?
Just believe in yourself and you'll be happy
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
But i guess that shit's just tough love
Now you buying birthday presents
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