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Isaiah Rashad - Bday Lyrics



Isaiah Rashad - Bday Lyrics
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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 drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, ha
I swear

Baby, nigga I'm faded
Nigga I feel like 25 baby
It's gone, drunk
Lookin' like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Poppin' my collar
Really like Deebo
How do you tell the truth to a crowd of white people?
Made it
Motivational speaker
Bumpin'
Most time tellin' my teacher somethin'

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like elevated thinkin', bump it
Deacon cause nothin' was a habit
Traffic was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin'
F*ck 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 can't help but just pour my drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, uh, uh, yeah
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' 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 prayin' for another drink
Bitch look good to a buzzard, hey
I could barely hear from the thunder, wait
I could feel for the money, wait

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like elevated thinkin', bump it
Deacon cause nothin' was a habit
Traffic was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin'
F*ck 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 can't help but just pour my drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, yeah, ha
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon

Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shootin' where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shootin' where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
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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 drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, ha
I swear

Baby, nigga I'm faded
Nigga I feel like 25 baby
It's gone, drunk
Lookin' like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Poppin' my collar
Really like Deebo
How do you tell the truth to a crowd of white people?
Made it
Motivational speaker
Bumpin'
Most time tellin' my teacher somethin'

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like elevated thinkin', bump it
Deacon cause nothin' was a habit
Traffic was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin'
F*ck 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 can't help but just pour my drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, uh, uh, yeah
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' 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 prayin' for another drink
Bitch look good to a buzzard, hey
I could barely hear from the thunder, wait
I could feel for the money, wait

Baby we was like Decatur
We was like elevated thinkin', bump it
Deacon cause nothin' was a habit
Traffic was a habit, shooter got a reason
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin'
F*ck 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 can't help but just pour my drank
Cause they keep talkin' to a nigga
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, yeah, ha
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
Southside niggas always stuffin' a few
Southside niggas always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon

Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shootin' where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on
Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones
Lost in the sauce now I'm shootin' where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
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Writer: Isaiah McClain, Kari Faux
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.





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Performed By: Isaiah Rashad
From Album: The Sun's Tirade
Language: English
Written by: Isaiah McClain, Kari Faux
Year: 2016

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