Sounwave - Black Friday lyrics

[Produced by Pharrell Williams & Sounwave] [Intro] Yeah Ten toes to the ground Yeah [Hook 1] Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning I got a better way to fight these demons f** do you know ‘bout my pain? blaow Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning I got a better way to fight them demons f** do you know ‘bout my pain? [Verse 1] If I quote it n***a, I wrote it n***a Six head shots, I'll erode a n***a Pop another clip and I'm reloaded n***a Ain't no way around it, I'm the coldest n***a Do a n***a dirty life's a coal, my n***a Get you cleaned up then I fold you n***a Shout out to the haters who promote a n***a Flow hot, whip cold, I'm bipolar n***a But I don't like to talk about a Rover n***a Keep this sh** a hundred, I just sold it n***a Tired of police looking at me like I stole it n***a Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla n***a Don't need a rollie on to know I'm getting older n***a Dreamville going way up like a floater n***a Couple hands out like I owe them n***as Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my n***a? No snakes in the gra** cause I mowed it n***a [Hook 2] f** do you know ‘bout my pain? (Right there let me get that there) f** do you know ‘bout my dreams? Nada (If you really believe it, gotta talk about it You heard about what happens when you talk about it n***as lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it f**ing up your energy when you start to doubt it too) Rollercoaster ride (Start to doubt it too) How much do it cost? (Start to doubt it) If I take a ride, f** around get lost (Shoutout my n***a Ib) Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost? (El Presidente and sh**) (He want me to talk my sh** for y'all) If I take a ride, f** around get lost [Verse 2] Cole world you should stay off this dick I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks Took a couple minutes and I sold out staples A n***a getting cream like an old a** Laker But I ain't coming to talk about all that paper That's what they talk about when they ain't got sh** to say Can't understand why n***as never got sh** to do You know the saying, same sh** n***a, different day I never felt that, no way Cause on the same day a n***a doing different sh** Spit different flows hit different chicks Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips Why I do a lot of shows? I'm the sh**, that's it Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris So if I f** six b**hes I got six a**ists n***a The flow sick as sh**, catch ebola if you bit this sh** I never take, I invent the sh** then flip the sh** Then lick the sh**, and bit the sh** back twice, I'm that nice, woo What's the plan? Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan But instead they make a young n***a fund the man Same man that keep a young n***a under, damn I just co*ked back n***a and my gun don't jam On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand [Outro] It's Cole f**in' world n***a Dreamville in this motherf**er, Top Dawg in this motherf**er "When you and K. Dot sh** drop?" b**h never, they can't handle two Black n***as this clever But this February, bet sh** get scary when I f** around and drop... (Censor Tone)