God It’s Friday

Name: God It’s Friday
Duration: 218 s
Description: God It’s Friday by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “God it’s Friday, feel it in my spine Whip outside, keys hit, that time is mine Streets tried to break…”

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God It’s Friday lyrics

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Intro

Clock hit twelve, another week we survived Crew still solid, loyalty still alive

Chorus

God it’s Friday, feel it in my spine Whip outside, keys hit, that time is mine Streets tried to break me, I bent but I’m straight God it’s Friday, we made it out safe God it’s Friday, day ones! God it’s Friday, real ones! God it’s Friday, gang! We still here, we still straight

Verse 1

Woke to blue lights flashing through the blinds Trap phone jumping, gotta move, no time Corner store still know my name, same nod Mama still pray I don’t end up in a box Eviction notice on the door again But my day ones slid with the bread, no pretend First pack small, but it felt like a mill’ Collect calls from the county, still holding it real Opps tried to snake, but the circle too small Every scar on my body got a story to tell I circle my dawgs like a cross on my chest Loyalty forged where the real ones was tested

Chorus

Verse 2

Money came quick, some switched in a week Fake love, fake hugs, I can smell the deceit But my day ones still pull up at 4 a.m. One call, they there, no questions, no “when” Lost a few to the game, empty chairs at the table Success hit different when the circle unstable Still ride for the ones who was there when it’s nothing When the safe was empty and the stove was still bumping Betrayals taught me who to keep in the room Loyalty louder than the racks and the tunes

Bridge

Some ain’t make it, shadows in the rearview Empty side of the booth, pain nobody knew Top feel lonely when the real ones thin But the ones who stayed? They my blood, my kin God for the ones who never folded When the world got cold, they still held it

Chorus

God it’s Friday, say it loud, say it! God it’s Friday, for the crowd, gang! Streets tried to break us, but we still straight God it’s Friday, real ones celebrate God it’s Friday, day ones! God it’s Friday, real ones! God it’s Friday, loyalty! We still here, we still safe

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