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The 34 and 8 (Nova B-Day Story) Video (MV)




Performed By: YungNova-J
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: YungNova K




YungNova-J - The 34 and 8 (Nova B-Day Story) Lyrics
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Thats my quarterback, thats my quarterback
Please don't switch up, please don't switch up bruh
Your brother affiliated with the who
Bet they tell
They goin tell you that
I'm known for it
Like 34 and 8, August 15, 88
Dez Bryant birthday, you can't come, you ain't invited
If you ain't solid or got a jump shot
Pussy boy be talking about me but ain't never sat
At the same table
I got 12 witnesses, say they never know it
And you know it, you's a clown, it's the truth
Add one to the group, make it even truer
We are all witnesses, when it comes to greatness
If you don't believe in the truth, then do something about it
I'm still the same nigga, make something out the truth
When these musty foos, thought a nigga, ain't have none
You can't come, you ain't invited
Even if you try to stop me, you can't cancel sht
August 15, that's Bryant birthday
Better know it, groupie ass niggas, goin know they place
Since You wanna be over here so bad, show up on us
Bet you pay some rent
Only real G's know me, get a ticket to my physinity
How much is it? It's the principal
Took you lil' f*ck, niggas, to school
Even the principal couldn't get away
With taking my ringtone back then
Still OG, I don't mean no harm
Goin, goin against me goofy', boy, must still be CDC
F*ck nigga, came from me first
I'm the one in middle school
Said to myself, walkin' down the hallway
At RidgeWay tellin' myself,
I'ma be more than a real nigga
At the age of 13, walkie like a talkie
You a weirdo bitch, Heat Check, nah you the snitch
And a G ain't never met a nigga, made me cry
But me and a bad bitch, that keep it real before the kids
Better know it, check digg, can't dig em out
Can't let him hang with you
You can't chill with me
You Can't chill with us,
Yeah, Yeah
Nigga be fakin', be playin' for clout
I know these f*ck boys, can't sell me out
Damn fool, stop tryin',
Kno Wazup, mane you Kno Wazup
Leave me alone, I'm ready to bone
Best believe yo favorite hoe wanna
Give me dome
Niggas weird as f*ck to me
It can't be me or my niggas
Or is it the women or the crome
I just be talking huh? 2023, they gon' tell you
That, that I'm known for makin' hits
"Betta Kno it"
Like 34 and 8, August 15, 88
Dez Bryant birthday , you can't come
You ain't invited, if you ain't solid
Or got a jump shot, pussy
Boy be talkin' bout me,
Ain't never sat at the same table
I got 12 witnesses, say they never know it
And you know it, yous a clown, it's the truth
Add one to the group, make it even truer
We are all witnesses when it come to greatness
If you don't believe the truth, then do somethin' about it
I got the answer, cross some out, check
Check a f*ck nigga name
Off the check list, lil snitch, the hit list, the wait list
Got a nigga, needing some Reeboks
Rebook my ass again, try again, try again
It won't work, they won't work
This a story for the book
They can't hold him, better know it
On your ass any-day a new day
If you still gabblin' with the truth
Not my fault at all
Cuz I didn't tell you, u had to do it
That's your loss for playa hating
Bet not come back from it, you can't come off the bench
For it
F*ck yo contract
I can do better
F*ckin' off the couch
Before I ever sell myself out
Rich James, never seen a nigga go harder
Before making moves
Rich Paul
You's a fool, you ain't see it
And you still losin' in the field
I got both of em for a reason only
It ain't a bet, I saw everything before the play
But you know a nigga nowhere near another
Rich Gannon
If there ever was a setup
Know what
I'ma stay elevated
Please don't switch up, please don't switch up
Bruh, cuz can't cross me up
Bet, they tell, they gon' tell ya that I'm known for it
August 15th, my birthday
Haters tried the worst way
The past and future gon' tell ya that he known for it
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Thats my quarterback, thats my quarterback
Please don't switch up, please don't switch up bruh
Your brother affiliated with the who
Bet they tell
They goin tell you that
I'm known for it
Like 34 and 8, August 15, 88
Dez Bryant birthday, you can't come, you ain't invited
If you ain't solid or got a jump shot
Pussy boy be talking about me but ain't never sat
At the same table
I got 12 witnesses, say they never know it
And you know it, you's a clown, it's the truth
Add one to the group, make it even truer
We are all witnesses, when it comes to greatness
If you don't believe in the truth, then do something about it
I'm still the same nigga, make something out the truth
When these musty foos, thought a nigga, ain't have none
You can't come, you ain't invited
Even if you try to stop me, you can't cancel sht
August 15, that's Bryant birthday
Better know it, groupie ass niggas, goin know they place
Since You wanna be over here so bad, show up on us
Bet you pay some rent
Only real G's know me, get a ticket to my physinity
How much is it? It's the principal
Took you lil' f*ck, niggas, to school
Even the principal couldn't get away
With taking my ringtone back then
Still OG, I don't mean no harm
Goin, goin against me goofy', boy, must still be CDC
F*ck nigga, came from me first
I'm the one in middle school
Said to myself, walkin' down the hallway
At RidgeWay tellin' myself,
I'ma be more than a real nigga
At the age of 13, walkie like a talkie
You a weirdo bitch, Heat Check, nah you the snitch
And a G ain't never met a nigga, made me cry
But me and a bad bitch, that keep it real before the kids
Better know it, check digg, can't dig em out
Can't let him hang with you
You can't chill with me
You Can't chill with us,
Yeah, Yeah
Nigga be fakin', be playin' for clout
I know these f*ck boys, can't sell me out
Damn fool, stop tryin',
Kno Wazup, mane you Kno Wazup
Leave me alone, I'm ready to bone
Best believe yo favorite hoe wanna
Give me dome
Niggas weird as f*ck to me
It can't be me or my niggas
Or is it the women or the crome
I just be talking huh? 2023, they gon' tell you
That, that I'm known for makin' hits
"Betta Kno it"
Like 34 and 8, August 15, 88
Dez Bryant birthday , you can't come
You ain't invited, if you ain't solid
Or got a jump shot, pussy
Boy be talkin' bout me,
Ain't never sat at the same table
I got 12 witnesses, say they never know it
And you know it, yous a clown, it's the truth
Add one to the group, make it even truer
We are all witnesses when it come to greatness
If you don't believe the truth, then do somethin' about it
I got the answer, cross some out, check
Check a f*ck nigga name
Off the check list, lil snitch, the hit list, the wait list
Got a nigga, needing some Reeboks
Rebook my ass again, try again, try again
It won't work, they won't work
This a story for the book
They can't hold him, better know it
On your ass any-day a new day
If you still gabblin' with the truth
Not my fault at all
Cuz I didn't tell you, u had to do it
That's your loss for playa hating
Bet not come back from it, you can't come off the bench
For it
F*ck yo contract
I can do better
F*ckin' off the couch
Before I ever sell myself out
Rich James, never seen a nigga go harder
Before making moves
Rich Paul
You's a fool, you ain't see it
And you still losin' in the field
I got both of em for a reason only
It ain't a bet, I saw everything before the play
But you know a nigga nowhere near another
Rich Gannon
If there ever was a setup
Know what
I'ma stay elevated
Please don't switch up, please don't switch up
Bruh, cuz can't cross me up
Bet, they tell, they gon' tell ya that I'm known for it
August 15th, my birthday
Haters tried the worst way
The past and future gon' tell ya that he known for it
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Writer: YungNova K
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