Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet
Still got my future ahead, should be happy i'm not dead
And my vision isn't set on the money i get
Of a convertible elopin' to get married
My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
That i feel is my true fear, for to remember happy times....
It ain't my birthday today
Sign on my dick that say
On hip hop and grime my g,
You a lady boss, now you fly free
Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day
To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray
Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
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