Birthday

Ya body fades away
Ya colors changed to grey
No I can't feel no taste (yeh)
Then nothing was the same (hm)
Lucky you won't see me on my worst days
Guess I never see you on my birthday-ay
My momma do not like you, you're not worth it
Fuck it you won't see me on my birthday-ay-ay
Now I need to focus on myself
Concentrating like a buddha I be on my own meditation
I don't need no purple syrup here, medication
I got visa ready for another flight, aviation
This girl she been eating up on my mind
So, empty like a bottle, yeah fill me up, yeah
Let a nigga breath and live his life yeah
City sleeping when I'm up all night feeling stranger
Ya body fades away
Ya colors changed to grey
No I can't feel no taste (yeh)
Then nothing was the same (hm)
Lucky you won't see me on my worst days
Guess I never see you on my birthday-ay
My momma do not like you, you're not worth it
Fuck it you won't see me on my birthday-ay-ay
Woke up your light got me exhausted
One eye on you like a target
Those thighs, goosebumps when you saucy
Calling my name when I go in (yeah)
Comment ça va (uh) Now how you doing?
What you've done can't be changed no
Let it be, let it be, let it be
Lucky you won't see me on my worst days
Guess I never see you on my birthday-ay
My momma do not like you, you're not worth it
Fuck it you won't see me on my birthday-ay-ay
Lucky you won't see me on my worst days
Guess I never see you on my birthday-ay
My momma do not like you, you're not worth it
Fuck it you won't see me on my birthday-ay-ay
(Fuck it you won't see me on my)

Lucky you won't see me on my worst days
Guess I never see you on my birthday-ay
My momma do not like you, you're not worth it
Fuck it you won't see me on my birthday-ay-ay



Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Aleksander Budny, Gustav Landell, Muhamed Conta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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