Lirik Lagu My 19th Birthday - Dave
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I spent my 19th birthday in the hospitalWith my brother and my mumAnd I know it sounds dumb but I felt like I lost it allThe pain's compulsory, suffering's optionalTakeshi's castle, my life's got obstaclesI'm still dealing with a whole load of stressI see my older brother so close to the edgeAnd that there put a hole in my chestAnd then they tell you home's where the heart isBut I got a hole where my heart isBecause I let a hoe where my heart isNever again, I had to tell her that we're better as friendsI never messaged againEvery message I send, ends up in a groupchat'Cause girls go and tell all their friendsThat's one of many reasons why I ain't sending DMsLook, I'm gonna keep this cake and I'm gonna eat this cakeThat's why I'm living three lives, I'm in GTAI'm in Los Angeles driving a Mercedes and it's funny because honestly I didn't think I'd see LASurprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, comingI need this money like its EMAYou gotta separate the rats from the G's if you can't handle cheese How the hell you gonna be a greatI need a blazing inferno for my enemiesBehind my back I know that everybody sends for meAnd I'd respond but I don't even have the timeI mean, asking Avelino couldn't help me find the energyI don't think my ends want the best for meThat's why the question me, fake G checking meFuck the road but if anybody's testing meIt's one step away like a 5-a-side penaltyEvery Santander Nationwide remembers meRight pocket full of cards, I'm a refereeAin't it funny how this money that I'm getting came from fucking PA's like I'm sleeping with a secretarySecondly, your girlfriend's obsessed with meBut that's a story for another day and this is why love is fucked'Cause you went and put your trust in her and then sent me nudesI said "Nuh-uh-uh, cover up"I aired it, certain girls I can't respectWe're all nothing to someone, and that you can't forgetSo just remember when the girl's playing hard to getThere's probably another person that she's trying hard to getAnd there's probably a girl in your phone right now that you hardly textThat's looking for loveBut everybody wants what they can't touch, so
If you, touch my money you can see what I'm aboutYou can ask your little sister I will be inside your houseEating from your fridge, feet up on your couchTell your little brother "Butter me a sandwich, spread in evenly amounts"You think I’m playing any games?Why do you think I talk about cars, women and chainsOn half of the songs I make, materialistic aimsMake me feel a way when I want itWhen I got it, it don’t ever feel the sameWe got different types of problemsI’m getting corporate tax on this cash that I'm makingAnd at the same time I need to vanquish my paigonsIf you think it's dead you're mistakenI'm hot headed and dangerousAnd still living in this matrixAll I wanna do is make my loved ones proudIn this year alone we made three hundred thousandBut my mum won't smile becuase her son's on trialWe've got different types of problemsWhat do you know about living in a shadowWhere every single thing that you can do is being tainted'Cause your brother's in the station and he's ill to the marrow12 or 13 when I turned into an adultAll them kids my age were going TeenFestWhen I was getting searched by a golden retriever in a Cat. A prison while I'm standing on an arrowWe used to have cards and now we're playing with swordsMy G went from Blackjack to a black Jack SparrowI know so many man who got a case on their head that would kill to come homeBut there chances are narrow in this world that we live inNobody listens, we do have thoughtsBut nobody's thinking and I get it'Cause none of us are tryna play the victimAny disrespect then retaliation, instantI know a lot of man have been dodging karmaAnd they think it's all laughter 'till the bitch comes to kiss themYou know the difference between life and death is one bad decision, 3 or 4 inchesSo many man my age have got P.T.S.D and I don't think that it's hit themIf you envision, the way that we're livingThe things that we had seen, situations that we'd been inYou would understand why I don't wanna talk about my life in every song I've ever writtenI really wanna help, but it's out of my control and jurisdiction'Cause a lot of road yutes have got a sickness, mentally
Like, lookMy mummy always used to tell me this"David, listen when your older's speaking"I know man that listened to their olders speakingAnd now they're all life'd off and they don't know the reasonIn a weird way summer is the coldest seasonYou'll get killed at a party for the smallest reasonOne day you're chilling in secondaryNext day your right hand's a memorySo when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feeling?When I say the game's over, do you know the meaning?I mean that I don't have the time for thisI need a girl but same time there's no time for themI got people inside and I don't write to themIt's like I don't feel pain no moreI can't do journeys on a train no moreCan't shed a tear writing on a page no moreI don't wanna play games no moreI don't want my friends on a case no moreAnd trust me, I don't want a war on the endsBut it's like you wanna start it so say no moreI'm too big for this nonsense, I don't need problemsMeetings, 1.5 milli ain't an optionI don't need a deal or an optionIn my own neighbourhoodMe, Jack, Benny in the officeI don't need excel, Sony, dramaOur team's faster, street Sam CharaI got a lot of love for everyone that checks for meAnd a lot of love for certain girls sexuallyTexting me, saying that she slept on meAnd definitely wishes that she slept with me
LookOn another note I wanna say thanks to CarlOne of my closest from young and we're still at it nowI remember when we learnt to play pianoJust to make each other jealous, who'd've thought that we would practice nowYour talent's been standing outBe proud of your dream, you should stand and shoutI remember last year you never had a clueAnd this year you went and did "Attitude"Speaking of attitude, it's only right I say sorry for my attitudeAnd I ain't never mad at youTyrell, Manon, Frasier especiallyI got a lot of things I'm dealing with mentallyI feel down a lot and I ain't got the energyI need all of your help to get the best from meThere's way too much to do, I ain't getting sleepAnd last time I got a rest they arrested meTell me I treatment for a video I didn't make myself from scratchEvery lyric, every melodyEvery fucking beatEvery little detail in the artwork and videoEverything is meA wonderful team and a God that I serveMy friends and my mum, my brothers and my girlI don't want short-term success or a bangerMan are signing to a sentence, getting lost in the wordsAnd it's fine if you sign man it's each to their ownBut these clones need to know that I'm different from the worldDon't compare me to them, they couldn't beat me at my worstIt don't matter if I'm rapping or I'm singing on the verse
LookPeople don't get that I'm seriousI don't wanna play games no moreAnd I don't wanna talk to these girls no moreI can't fuck a girl that's in it for the fame no moreAnd man can't talk on my name no moreI give it 5 or 10 minutes 'till your main ting talksShe's telling me that they don't talk no more but I'm pretty sure that his wifey knows moreNo more, no I don't wanna play no moreNo talks if it isn't money made no moreNo more, no I don't wanna play no moreI don't wanna play no games no moreAnd I don't wanna see my girl no more'Cause I don't really wanna see her hurt no moreMy mum telling me that she's gotta stop working and I'm telling mummy you ain't gotta work no moreNo more, mummy you ain't gotta hurt no moreYou ain't gotta cry in your shirt no moreMummy you ain't gotta wake up for work in the freezing cold in the middle of the night for a cheque no moreMummy you ain't gotta cry no moreYou ain't gotta stress in the night no moreAnd I ain't gotta say no moreWe ain't playing games no more
I spent my 19th birthday in the hospitalWith my brother and my mumAnd I know it sounds dumb but I felt like I lost it allThe pain's compulsory, suffering's optionalTakeshi's castle, my life's got obstaclesI'm still dealing with a whole load of stressI see my older brother so close to the edgeAnd that there put a hole in my chestAnd then they tell you home's where the heart isBut I got a hole where my heart isBecause I let a hoe where my heart isNever again, I had to tell her that we're better as friendsI never messaged againEvery message I send, ends up in a groupchat'Cause girls go and tell all their friendsThat's one of many reasons why I ain't sending DMsLook, I'm gonna keep this cake and I'm gonna eat this cakeThat's why I'm living three lives, I'm in GTAI'm in Los Angeles driving a Mercedes and it's funny because honestly I didn't think I'd see LASurprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, comingI need this money like its EMAYou gotta separate the rats from the G's if you can't handle cheese How the hell you gonna be a greatI need a blazing inferno for my enemiesBehind my back I know that everybody sends for meAnd I'd respond but I don't even have the timeI mean, asking Avelino couldn't help me find the energyI don't think my ends want the best for meThat's why the question me, fake G checking meFuck the road but if anybody's testing meIt's one step away like a 5-a-side penaltyEvery Santander Nationwide remembers meRight pocket full of cards, I'm a refereeAin't it funny how this money that I'm getting came from fucking PA's like I'm sleeping with a secretarySecondly, your girlfriend's obsessed with meBut that's a story for another day and this is why love is fucked'Cause you went and put your trust in her and then sent me nudesI said "Nuh-uh-uh, cover up"I aired it, certain girls I can't respectWe're all nothing to someone, and that you can't forgetSo just remember when the girl's playing hard to getThere's probably another person that she's trying hard to getAnd there's probably a girl in your phone right now that you hardly textThat's looking for loveBut everybody wants what they can't touch, so
If you, touch my money you can see what I'm aboutYou can ask your little sister I will be inside your houseEating from your fridge, feet up on your couchTell your little brother "Butter me a sandwich, spread in evenly amounts"You think I’m playing any games?Why do you think I talk about cars, women and chainsOn half of the songs I make, materialistic aimsMake me feel a way when I want itWhen I got it, it don’t ever feel the sameWe got different types of problemsI’m getting corporate tax on this cash that I'm makingAnd at the same time I need to vanquish my paigonsIf you think it's dead you're mistakenI'm hot headed and dangerousAnd still living in this matrixAll I wanna do is make my loved ones proudIn this year alone we made three hundred thousandBut my mum won't smile becuase her son's on trialWe've got different types of problemsWhat do you know about living in a shadowWhere every single thing that you can do is being tainted'Cause your brother's in the station and he's ill to the marrow12 or 13 when I turned into an adultAll them kids my age were going TeenFestWhen I was getting searched by a golden retriever in a Cat. A prison while I'm standing on an arrowWe used to have cards and now we're playing with swordsMy G went from Blackjack to a black Jack SparrowI know so many man who got a case on their head that would kill to come homeBut there chances are narrow in this world that we live inNobody listens, we do have thoughtsBut nobody's thinking and I get it'Cause none of us are tryna play the victimAny disrespect then retaliation, instantI know a lot of man have been dodging karmaAnd they think it's all laughter 'till the bitch comes to kiss themYou know the difference between life and death is one bad decision, 3 or 4 inchesSo many man my age have got P.T.S.D and I don't think that it's hit themIf you envision, the way that we're livingThe things that we had seen, situations that we'd been inYou would understand why I don't wanna talk about my life in every song I've ever writtenI really wanna help, but it's out of my control and jurisdiction'Cause a lot of road yutes have got a sickness, mentally
Like, lookMy mummy always used to tell me this"David, listen when your older's speaking"I know man that listened to their olders speakingAnd now they're all life'd off and they don't know the reasonIn a weird way summer is the coldest seasonYou'll get killed at a party for the smallest reasonOne day you're chilling in secondaryNext day your right hand's a memorySo when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feeling?When I say the game's over, do you know the meaning?I mean that I don't have the time for thisI need a girl but same time there's no time for themI got people inside and I don't write to themIt's like I don't feel pain no moreI can't do journeys on a train no moreCan't shed a tear writing on a page no moreI don't wanna play games no moreI don't want my friends on a case no moreAnd trust me, I don't want a war on the endsBut it's like you wanna start it so say no moreI'm too big for this nonsense, I don't need problemsMeetings, 1.5 milli ain't an optionI don't need a deal or an optionIn my own neighbourhoodMe, Jack, Benny in the officeI don't need excel, Sony, dramaOur team's faster, street Sam CharaI got a lot of love for everyone that checks for meAnd a lot of love for certain girls sexuallyTexting me, saying that she slept on meAnd definitely wishes that she slept with me
LookOn another note I wanna say thanks to CarlOne of my closest from young and we're still at it nowI remember when we learnt to play pianoJust to make each other jealous, who'd've thought that we would practice nowYour talent's been standing outBe proud of your dream, you should stand and shoutI remember last year you never had a clueAnd this year you went and did "Attitude"Speaking of attitude, it's only right I say sorry for my attitudeAnd I ain't never mad at youTyrell, Manon, Frasier especiallyI got a lot of things I'm dealing with mentallyI feel down a lot and I ain't got the energyI need all of your help to get the best from meThere's way too much to do, I ain't getting sleepAnd last time I got a rest they arrested meTell me I treatment for a video I didn't make myself from scratchEvery lyric, every melodyEvery fucking beatEvery little detail in the artwork and videoEverything is meA wonderful team and a God that I serveMy friends and my mum, my brothers and my girlI don't want short-term success or a bangerMan are signing to a sentence, getting lost in the wordsAnd it's fine if you sign man it's each to their ownBut these clones need to know that I'm different from the worldDon't compare me to them, they couldn't beat me at my worstIt don't matter if I'm rapping or I'm singing on the verse
LookPeople don't get that I'm seriousI don't wanna play games no moreAnd I don't wanna talk to these girls no moreI can't fuck a girl that's in it for the fame no moreAnd man can't talk on my name no moreI give it 5 or 10 minutes 'till your main ting talksShe's telling me that they don't talk no more but I'm pretty sure that his wifey knows moreNo more, no I don't wanna play no moreNo talks if it isn't money made no moreNo more, no I don't wanna play no moreI don't wanna play no games no moreAnd I don't wanna see my girl no more'Cause I don't really wanna see her hurt no moreMy mum telling me that she's gotta stop working and I'm telling mummy you ain't gotta work no moreNo more, mummy you ain't gotta hurt no moreYou ain't gotta cry in your shirt no moreMummy you ain't gotta wake up for work in the freezing cold in the middle of the night for a cheque no moreMummy you ain't gotta cry no moreYou ain't gotta stress in the night no moreAnd I ain't gotta say no moreWe ain't playing games no more
