.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot
I never ever can see no when i be in her slot
And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend
S on my chest like a superman vest
If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way
And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay
Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
You ain't even call me on my birthday
Yeah, i know, that's what they all say
Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way
Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,
And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit
And we wont stop til you can no longer fend it.
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