27 Years

Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen
This is your captain speaking
I'm happy to announce that we have now
Reached our cruising altitude of twenty-seven years
And we'll be maintaining this altitude for the duration of our flight
Which is roughly three hundred and sixty-five days
The weather is looking great and we expect
A smooth ride all the way to our destination

I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray

Twenty-seven years is long time
I've lived over a quarter of my lifetime
I outlived some friends and when I think about it
It hurts me
I'm tagging it a sad time
I flipped some change into some cool business
And now it pays me
I brought some friends on board
Now I'm trying to make sure it stays to outlive me
Every song I made is a deep cut
I'm an underdog, but I'm under God
I'm trying to quit being the bigger person
So if you test me, you might see blood
I'm still obsessed with my niece
Looking at her pics, watching her vids on repeat
I miss being twenty-six
But the future is brighter, and I can't wait for it
(Yeah, go)

I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
(Go, go)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray

Baybee's still loving on me (still loving)
God is still working on me (still working)
Life is still fucking with me (still fucking)
Debtors are still dodging me (still dodging)
I'm still making facies at babies (babies)
I'm still writing lyrics and melodies (melodies)
I still check my stats everyday (yeah)
I'm glad when I see that you're listening to me (whoo!)
I'm still learning patience, and winning at it
I'm still hoping to be your favorite artist
I'm still wondering if I should release an album
Now or wait till I'm bigger than this
I learnt that perfection will never be me (nah)
I strip in the bathroom and like what I see (I love it)
I learnt to smile when I see the lightening
It's crazy, it's God taking a selfie with me

I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
(I need a cake)
I'm twenty-seven, today is my birthday, and I need a cake
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray
If I hip, hip, hip, you should go hurray

Oh
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