This is a song about "Watching fireworks with friends"

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

His wicked 'friends' with their trending fashions,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Stoned with his friends while throwing shit at the neighbours homes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Uh, your brains will blow up just like fireworks

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Everybody finger point in your direction

Stuck with no friends, and so nobody knows him,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends