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*ck 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*ck do you know ‘bout my pain?

[Verse 1]
If I quote it n*gga, I wrote it n*gga
Six head shots, I’ll erode a n*gga
Pop another clip and I'm reloaded n*gga
Ain’t no way around it, I’m the coldest n*gga
Do a n*gga dirty life's a coal, my n*gga
Get you cleaned up then I fold you n*gga
Shout out to the haters who promote a n*gga
Flow hot, whip cold, I’m bipolar n*gga
But I don’t like to talk about a Rover n*gga
Keep this sh*t a hundred, I just sold it n*gga
Tired of police looking at me like I stole it n*gga
Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla n*gga
Don’t need a rollie on to know I’m getting older n*gga
Dreamville going way up like a floater n*gga
Couple hands out like I owe them n*ggas
Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my n*gga?
No snakes in the grass cause I mowed it n*gga
[Hook 2]
f*ck do you know ‘bout my pain?
(Right there let me get that there
Talk about it)
f*ck do you know ‘bout my dreams?
(Talk about it)
Nada
(If you really believe it, ain't gotta talk about it
You heard about what happens when you talk about it
n*ggas lookin’ at you funny when they start to doubt it
f*cking 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*ck around get lost
(Shoutout my n*gga Ib)
Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?
(El Presidente and sh*t)
(He want me to talk my sh*t for y'all)
If I take a ride, f*ck around get lost

[Verse 2]
Cole world you should stay off this di*k
I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks
Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples
A n*gga getting cream like an old ass Laker
But I ain’t coming to talk about all that paper
That’s what they talk about when they ain’t got sh*t to say
Can’t understand why n*ggas never got sh*t to do
You know the saying, same sh*t n*gga, different day
I never felt that, no way
Cause on the same day a n*gga doing different sh*t
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*t, 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*ck six b*tches I got six assists n*gga
The flow sick as sh*t, catch ebola if you bit this sh*t
I never take, I invent the sh*t then flip the sh*t
Then lick the sh*t, and bit the sh*t 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*gga fund the man
Same man that keep a young n*gga under, damn
I just c*cked back n*gga and my gun don’t jam
On a scale from one to ten I’m a hundred grand
[Outro]
It's Cole f*ckin’ world n*gga
Dreamville in this motherf*cker, Top Dawg in this motherf*cker
"When you and K. Dot sh*t drop?"
b*tch never, they can’t handle two Black n*ggas this clever
But this February, bet sh*t get scary when I f*ck around and drop...
(Censor Tone)