lyrics:


I'm having a good Friday tonight
niggas ain't ready for no smoke
his ass might go broke today
pass the money to your bitch
she ain't fuck which is true
phoney hoe tryna text my line
he's finna duck on these hands
we ain't light up no wood
I'm next to shine in here
I've just got my bands up
wassup nigga, throw up my ones (yeah)
I'm boutta go near a store (bitch)
she's not about to sue me
they wanna be clones of me


same ex-friend wanting to lie
came to spend time eating pie 
free my slime from this shit
my fans are chanting my title
your mans ain't beating me up
three glocks in my fucking strap
I had my squad get lit
got little cash from the trap
I didn't crash the wheel yet
I feel like keeping my locks
he knows niggas sleeping on me
she went to sucking my dick   
they mad I extent my payroll
cannot catch me with my stick
fifth ice on my own wrist


watch how I bring hoes down
write their names in a list
this shows I'm the best king
pay the price for a feature
I got the guap my way
can't really miss like I'm future
strike them with my tally (win it)
go west in my rally (pin the location)
bunch of lames on my block
white girl took me to lunch
she's keeping all my racks tho
I'm in town with my stacks
you have stole my small bank
I could never trust no nigga
don't got time to save rose



I'm having a good Friday tonight
niggas ain't ready for no smoke
his ass might go broke today
pass the money to your bitch
she ain't fuck which is true
phoney hoe tryna text my line
he's finna duck on these hands



mixing and mastering by me
written lyrics by me



@selectionongod
@brokeboytaylor

good friday

good friday [brokeboytaylor]

im just talking...
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Lyrics:
With the heaviest heart
 I regret to inform you that you're merely a dot
A spectacle of laughter preaching something you're not
Just wrap up those emotions and start playing your part
You might be a star
The voices in my mind ke-ke-keeps telling me
I'm fucking up I'm fucking up my life
And I tell them so what?
Idgaf bitch
Ion got no reason to live nigga
I'll hop in a car right-now do the dash in a
high-wee...high spee...FUCK-
I already told yall niggas before and I'll tell yall niggas again
I'd freaking kms in gta...aha
How tf am i 20 years old
And can't find a pathway of my own
Weighed the cost of dreams with food n sleep can't afford to not be in the zone
Is it too naive to want to be made whole
(whole) 
Alone in my thoughts 
I can cleary see why granny gives them to God
I would too but apparently he sees through facades 
Don't you tell me for a peace of mind you won't be a fraud
Cuz you won't be a fraud....
The voices in my mind ke-ke-keeps telling me
I'm fucking up I fucked up my whole life
Love sick, touch deprived 
All day snoring sleeping what is eating wasting out the time
He does this out of spite there's no reason you can find alright
Like I said I got way too much on my mind, yeah
Way too much, Way too much, Way too much on my mind  (way too way too way too much) 
Way too much that's on my mind
I'm way to fucked up in the mind yeah
Somebody need to come and take away this 9 from me
Scouting out the trees when I hop in the whip and drive (uh-yeah)
Like I fucking said I'm way too out of my mind yeah
This is not a cry for help... I'm just talking

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