Lyrics:
the same without you
I find myself still thinking back to
The nights the days
The memories made
Damn I wanna see your face
But are those dirt roads really
Tell 'em this too shall pass
Down on my luck, I was fucked up
Pulled up on cuz in my Ram truck
This is where he live, Slap Trap house
Full
cll Day cll Night
Blow the Whistle one hundred words do you really wanna know
Welcome to the show
My flow is so explicit
If the Girls Look Good
This should be played at high volume
Preferably in a residential area
Now I'ma kick up dust
As I begin to bust
On the wick-wack, fucked up
on Friday nun
I'm always up to no good I don't need nobody I'm a lone wolf
You could probably catch me talking to myself in a mother fucking phone booth and
I
a better day
But I don't wanna live my life another way
Cause I don't wanna lose your love
But lately is been so fucked up
I'm running in a race that I can't
sending out invites
Hopefully we good 'cause it's Friday
Fuck it I'm by myself
I don't need no one else
Does she love me? No I can't tell
I need to know
faded
During the day, at night, I'm ragin
Not even pouring up pineapple express , no more
Drinkin' straight, out the bottle
Putting fire to the wood
posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where
posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where
you
Motherfuck, motherfuck
Sister fucked, granny fucked
System, get some
Yeah, you, day two
Yeah, you, you, you
You a van, through the van
kiss her every night
Tree Talking
I went to the park with all my anger
I watched the leaves of trees
Felt the cold ground soak up my energy
Then I
a cycle, I hate it, cause it repeats everyday
All up in my feelings every night that I'm awake
You're always spinning in my head, and you never go away
I
blinded by the flashing lights
Had the freaky bitches chilling on the side
They Tryna rest I'm Tryna keep the vibe alive
Remember days I was working 9-5
search,
I had to jet back upstairs so I can stash my 9
It was a Friday night Rikers had it bad one time
Cause niggas getting bagged on a regular son
D's
flowing on these beats real smooth like Kyrie Irving dribbling
Fucked her raw on Monday night
Smacked down on Friday
I keep pinning
Told y’all time and time
So I just tak half, and bust 'em out,
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin'
Take me back
Take me back
Denim skirts
Take me back
To graphic Ts
Take me back to Friday nights
With sitcoms on tv
Take me back
To classic days
When we
but then you switched up killing me alright
hate the pain you putting me through
stabbing my heart last Friday night
I'm fight demons you're shadows in
I be lonely by myself, I be lonely by myself, I be lonely by myself, I be lonely by myself
Listen, fake niggas talk like you owe them something
either
You're a fool that is down with
Fucked up shit – I mean
I'm a fan of macabre
Shit, you know what I'm saying? But not like
That at the end of the day
I'm goin reckless
TAT up on the necklace
Did it by myself
I hope they studied if they test this
I be on some next shit
Why you on that left shit
to me but I don't know what they're saying
I take thingybob by the arm, we're not stayin
Cause the night's still young baby love, we're partayin'
So, go
till throw up
Burn up! , smoke till you fucked up
I'm on an expedition this my odyssey
King pin with the pen, I'm the remedy
Mzilikazi in his prime I'm
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