So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies
Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees
You'll see what this artist sees, call it a lovely masterpiece.
When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave
He’s comin', that's what these hoes say
But it was ma birthday yesterday,
If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way
Life's based upon what i'mma do today
I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth
I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,
Its as beautiful as a birthday cake
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.
Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap
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