BURFDAY lyrics

by

Scott Storch


Part One: BURFDAY

[Hook]

Uh, it's my birthday, n*gga
Still that n*gga on my worst day, n*gga
sh*t is f*cking litty like my wordplay, n*gga
Rewind the hook back into reverse play, n*gga
Uh, it’s my birthday, n*gga
Still that n*gga on my worst day, n*gga
sh*t is f*cking litty like my wordplay, n*gga
Rewind the hook back into reverse play, n*gga

[Verse]

Ima bust it down for the gram
Not a chance you'd approach my level
I'll come out on top, I’m just saying
Then drop at 81 like John McCain
Toronto, Lakers, Kobe Bryant
Mamba, 8
You want to hate us
Got the patience to accept all the hatred that I've garnered lately
On the day that I performed Third Time's a Charm, I felt the best
It's long awaited
Not a trend to step up to the mic and go off ‘till I made it
Y'all thought I was gone, I faked it
Now my craft is polished, nails
Cause it came from scratch
Put my trust in God
I'm praying to be known and dominate the game like I'm 2Pac or Wayne
Nas or Drake
LeBron or Wade
One day I'll conquer the A-List
I’ve been doubted yet my name is brought up in the conversation?
Ima sit back while you keep on contemplating
Cause you cannot me even if I’m also Marshall, Shady
Once I'm famous, all the chicks will listen to my songs and sing em
I’ll become your neighbor, girlfriend, teacher and grandmama's favorite
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