[Produced by IGNORVANCE]
[Engineering by Colton "Hiro" Bonine]
[Intro]
(La, da)
[Verse 1]
Circumstances of a raw deal, brought up around the drama
Blaming mistakes on blocked tears, not fallin down from trauma
Mama what happened to us?, why am I rappin' to ya?
Father what happened to ya, what's that crash done to ya?
What's that rappin' done for ya?, 6 words that cause me pain
Is life just pa**in' something brutal?, 6 words that bog my brain
Has this search jus been in vain?, walking without the light
Talkin' all impolite, lost missin' advice
Doing wrong, instead of right
Nauseous, in this life
Carsick on this ride, cautious wit this 9
Naw chill out patna you fine, words of deceit from comrades
Backseat pullin' that gra**, as we speed from combat
Pull up on E, with co*ked hats, see police so Glock stashed
Already deep lookin' hot wax, keep it g homie stop that
Pull off, got gas, back to mayhem or life you might call it
Guess ain't no right way to call it, just another Friday out crawlin'
[Hook]
Just another Friday night, wit the homies
Couple guns, couple bills, gettin' money
Wit the clutter in my mind feelin' lonely
Another thug struggle real, no phony
Out coolin' we don't want no drama
I can promise they don't want no problems
We jus rollin' round life, real lawless
Knowin d**h hidin' right round the corner
On a Friday
[Verse 2]
Mothaf**a think we don't bang?
Blow yo mothaf**in' brains all inside of yo range
Where the f** you think you at homie?, The mindstate: of a youngin' from the Chatt homie
The crime rate: Doubles up when we in black homie
Define fate, just depends on where you at homie
The light fades: as they slip off in bottles
With a clip full of hollows
Pride today, tears tomorrow, racin' faces of horror
Raised in places of product, taught to slang while they braught up
f**ed around and got proper, now I can't put my Glock up
Homies in chains who we follow, call us insane off in lock up
Constant as pain that we block up, won't let our eyes shed that water
Spend our days in the darkness, run from the light and that water
No baptizing a warrior, jus to back slide by tomorrow
Round 4 on the corner, feelin' his soul is at risk
No light showin this mornin' already knowin' it is
On a
[Hook]
Just another Friday night, wit the homies
Couple guns, couple bills, gettin' money
Wit the clutter in my mind feelin' lonely
Another thug struggle real, no phony
Out coolin' we don't want no drama
I can promise they don't want no problems
We jus rollin' round life, real lawless
Knowin d**h hidin' right round the corner
On a Friday
[Outro]
(La, da)