J. Cole
J. Cole - Friday Night lyrics
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Yeah, Hey, Yeah, Partially functional, half of me is comfortable The other half is close to the cliff like Mrs Huckstable These boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like lunchables Like white boys in grade school We ate school made food just Eyeing they sh-t, wish I was trying they sh-t Knowing when mama hit the store she wasn't buying that sh-t No I aint crying a bit man That's just life that's just how shit work You reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt Gotta learn when you get hurt Even if it's with cupid He beat you and you went back Who's officially stupid Oh yeah I understand that's your man, You had a plan You been together for some years You sticking with him for the kids So you overlook the tears but we both know that's a bad look Cause 20 years from now your daughter will probably get her ass whooped If this too deep for the intro I'll find another use But just in case it's perfect let me introduce Cole, cole, cole If this too deep for the intro I'll find another use But just in case it's perfect let me introduce It's Cole, I had a dream and so I made a move A I'll ass n-gga who just so happened to stay in school Still rap for hustlers and muthaf-ckers that hated school Said that's for busters that heard my sh-t and I made it cool This aint to say that I'm gifted as if I'm Christmas shopping I got gangsta n-ggas that lining up in that missions office And possibly cause all the hoe n-ggas scrape And I sh-t up on my plate so you know a n-gga late to my first class I'd much rather sit up in first class Should I admit that a slutty b-tch was my first smash Was it experience so nah I didn't wear it out Always thought my first time would be with someone I cared about But being a virgin was something to be embarrassed bout I used to ask for practice so I wasn't scared out my mind You call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mind Was just a young boy staring out my blind Till I got free from my momma leash Running loose through the streets Like a stray dog in heat And we looking for some freaks can you play Pardon me, what's your name, don't mistake me for no lame No not me She do hours on the team cause she seen how tall I'd be In the club dappin' n-ggas, even til he R-I-P Damn, you win some, you lose some That just how it's happens And if a n-gga step up to ya, then you gotta scrap em Your name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroom It's funny I barely told nobody I started rapping Cause see some n-ggas was haters that I viewed as clowns At 14 I knew I was the nicest dude around I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now If they don't know your dreams, than they can't shoot em down [End]