Juvenile - New Warleans (Like it's Friday) lyrics

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Juvenile - New Warleans (Like it's Friday) lyrics

[Intro] ? Know what I mean? I get it by all means ? ? It's all on me This is my city, this is where I'm from There's a lot of love, New Warleans Street fame [Verse 1: Kidd Kidd] This big gun in my pants go boom Like a bad smell it'll air out the room In the morning right before your kids go to school Who would have knew by lunch time that he'll be on the news Reporting live from the city of the blues Investigators looking for clues, blues These hard rhymes come from hard times My pa was doing life, he caught hard time Somebody died, here come the second line Time to crack a smile, hold your cries inside You see the pain in her face through a smirk Celebratin' with your face on a shirt You thought Katrina was the worst thing that happened to us? You thought that FEMA money was enough? But we gotta get it by all means Trynna survive in the city of New Orleans [Hook] So f** yesterday, say yes to the day Because who knows if we gon' see tomorrow anyway Only lord knows if we gonna die today So we livin' everyday like it's Friday, hey Like it's Friday We livin' everyday like it's Friday, hey Only lord knows if we gon' die today So we livin' everyday like it's Friday [Verse 2: Juvenile] High grade Adidas, anybody lead us We left the house of blues and then we took it to Anita's My n***as got the heaters, say they comin' out to meet us We headed to together, said they'll prolly try to cheat us Trippin' off my homie, I'm knowin' that he a rat He be reachin' out his hand at me, I don't be reachin' back Be like, oh since you got money now n***a that's how you act? I read the paperwork and, yo homie, I know the facts I had trouble with the law, but this ain't the same issue Now I realize we ain't cut from the same tissue I was tryin' to trim my mustache, but the lights went off n***a trynna joke about I used to pipe them off Back in early Magnolia when boys done had flippers When tourin' in ? was four and a half n***as The hood is all chains, the spirit is gold in it None made the same, the feeling was authentic [Hook] [Outro] Little brothers, enjoy y'all life while y'all here man This sh** ain't promised You know these n***as try like a mu' f**a in N-O man I can't believe this sh** Little n***as man, just droppin' off the porch man Just comin' out the womb, 12-13 Grabbin' that iron swingin' at mu f**as Pay attention homies You know I'm not only livin' for me right now, I'm livin' for my kids man And I suggest you do the same thing You got a lot to live for homie, pay attention Hey, Kidd Kidd, I love you for this n***a n***as get to hear that real sh**, you feel me? Uptown, downtown, stay connected n***a, I see you

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