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Bday (feat. Deacon Blues & Kari Faux)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Vocals
Deacon Blues
Deacon Blues
Vocals
Kari Faux
Kari Faux
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Rashad McClain
Isaiah Rashad McClain
Songwriter
Kari Johnson
Kari Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deacon Blues
Deacon Blues
Producer
Tiggi
Tiggi
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah feel me
Oh, believe I feel great today
I can't help but just pour my drink
'Cause it be talkin' to a ****
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be
I swear
Play me, **** I'm faded
**** I feel like 25 babies
It's gone, drunk, lookin' like a robber
Headed to the church or headed to the brothel
Poppin' my collar, really like Bieber
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 Lithonia elevated thinker, bump it
Deacon, stuntin' was a habit
Trappin' was a hobby, shooter got a reason
Thumper, Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin', fuck it
Take me, take me to revival
Maybe this'll help me, maybe this'll change my mind
Oh, believe I feel great today
I might just pour my drank
'Cause sometimes it be talkin' to a ****
Yeah sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, uh, uh, yeah
House-side **** always stuffin' a few
Southside **** always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
House-side **** always stuffin' a few
Southside **** 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, **** 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 barely feel for the money, wait
Baby we was like Decatur
We was like Lithonia elevated thinker, bump it
Deacon, stuntin' was a habit
Trappin' was a hobby, shooter got a reason, Thumper
Sasha why you gotta leave me?
We was like forever life is so confusin', 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 just might pour my drank
'Cause sometimes it be talkin' to a ****
Yeah, sometimes I be talkin' back
Sometimes I be, yeah, ha
House-side **** always stuffin' a few
Southside **** always keepin' it there
.45 trigger gave 'em somethin' to do
We shoulda shot at the moon
House-side **** always stuffin' a few
Southside **** 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 not sure 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 not sure where I stand
You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance
Written by: Calvin Tarvin, Ricky Ross
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