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Isaiah Rashad

Bday

 

Bday

(альбом: The Sun's Tirade - 2016)


[Isaiah Rashad:]
Bum, bum, bum, ba, bum
Yeah feel me
Uh, uh, uh, uh

Oh, believe I feel great today
I can't help but just pour my drink
Cause they keep talking to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talking back
Sometimes I be, ha
I swear

Baby, nigga I'm faded
Nigga I feel like 25 baby
Skunk, drunk, looking like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Popping my collar, really like Deebo
How do you tell the truth to a crowd of white people?
Made it, motivational speaker, bumping
Most time telling my teacher something

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like Lithonia elevated thinker, bump it
Deacon, stunting was a habit
Trapping was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusing, fuck it
Take me, take me to revival
Maybe this'll help me, maybe this'll change my mind

[Isaiah Rashad, Deacon Blue:]
Oh, believe I feel great today
I might just pour my drank
Cause sometimes they be talking to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talking back
Sometimes I be, uh, uh, yeah
Outside niggas always stuffing a few
Southside niggas always keeping it there
.45 trigger gave 'em something to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Outside niggas always stuffing a few
Southside niggas always keeping it there
.45 trigger gave 'em something to do
We shoulda shot at the moon

Jesus always told me I was special
Mommy told me go and get some money
Spread shit to the world
Cause ain't no fun if the homies can't have some
Have mine, nigga heaven ain't free
We was just praying for another drink
Bitch look good to a buzzard, hey
I could barely hear from the thunder, wait
I could barely feel for the money, wait

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like Lithonia elevated thinker, bump it
Deacon, stunting was a habit
Trapping was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusing, fuck it
Take me, take me to revival
Maybe this'll help me, maybe this'll ease my mind

Oh, believe I feel great today
I might just pour my drank
Cause sometimes they be talking to a nigga
Yeah, sometimes I be talking back
Sometimes I be, yeah, ha
Outside niggas always stuffing a few
Southside niggas always keeping it there
.45 trigger gave 'em something to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Outside niggas always stuffing a few
Southside niggas always keeping it there
.45 trigger gave 'em something to do
We shoulda shot at the moon

[Kari Faux:]
Riding down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switching time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shooting where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
Riding down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switching time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shooting where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance

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