Friday Evenings

(альбом: Amtopm - 2018)

Friday evenings
Friday evenings
Friday evenings
Friday evenings, yeah
Friday evenings
Friday evenings
Friday evenings, yuh

Lonely
Stacked, packed
In my chair, choke on smoke
In the air, heart attack
Smacked
In my cardiac
Look at that
Over there
Where
Underneath my hair
In my brain, way deep down, uh
Under all the veins

Heavy thought
Empty parking lots
Dots in the air
Sniper fire
Need to duck
Duck behind a chair
Crosshairs
Bring on lethal damage
Into the cerebral
It might strip you of your person
Bullets fly erasing people, yeah

Chilling high as fuck on friday evenings, yeah
2 days of the week is your vacation, yeah
9 times out of 10 where all too busy
Figuring out how to waste it
Spend it in the basement
Hightened ego in our mind to make us feel complacent
Giving you the power to go ham on everyday shit
Time for getting texts just not to say shit
Time for you to be alone and hate shit

Snowing in toronto but it raining at my place
Every Friday evening got some time I gotta waste
I don't have no friends that wanna kick it at my pace
9tails hit me up he said I gotta see you raise

I don't have no problems with the people in my league
I'm just tryna help, wanna see you all succeed
Then I hit the pipe I think it's getting hard to breathe
Almost out of weed, hit my plug, I need the tree

That shit say delivered, it don't say deleted
Real shit, I been busy but soon I'ma see it
Just give me the time, people change, just believe it
Don't ask how I'm feelin, don't give me a reason to lie

Cry wolf
Never have the time
Might sell my soul
People wanna switch, change sides, that's cool
I'ma keep on rockin do what I do, friday

Friday evenings