This is a song about "Friday night live"

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Forced to live another day and die another night,

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

I don't wanna live no more so im waiting at night.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

My prada lows, for the most part it's only nike

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday

And all women who had light features, see

My bars are like a store on black friday