This is a song about "Rob birthday"

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

She can only take so much more than her heart got

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

He dont want the diamonds

Now you buying birthday presents

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Rob you on the street with the nine

Go like i never seen a red light shine