Lyrics TGIF - Jon Connor, Killa Kyleon

TGIF

Friday night, friday night
Life feeling like friday night
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
I made this my real life
Show you what if feels like
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
35 shows, 35 hoes
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir
Now I’m back up on my playa shit
And even got a stating shit
Testing with my niggas on
Y’all know so we made this shit
I fly the cabin NYC I’m feelin' like I made it
With all this work I’m puttin' in I feel like I’m the greatest
I say there ain’t realer than me a succesors hesitation
And life will test you everyday is an examination
It ain’t no gray, life is black and white it’s segregation
So I’m saying fuck the world this is penetration
My first studio tape recorded in my basement
I’m in Miami all for hard work and dedication
Acting like a motherfucker that ain’t had shit
'Cause I remember all the days that I ain’t had shit
I can’t explain to you how I feel
To reach your goal within your soul
'Cause you was told that this shit wasn’t real
Haters state what shit to say
I ain’t give a motherfucker
Now I’m in these magazines, that shit lift my mother up
Ok let me sum it up, er’day it’s A squad
Everyday we work hard, just so we can play hard
(Hook)
Friday night, friday night
Life feeling like friday night
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
I made this my real life
Show you what if feels like
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
35 shows, 35 hoes
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir
Now I’m back up on my playa shit
And even got a stating shit
Testing with my niggas on
Y’all know so we made this shit
Grind it, people say I change since I been getting money
Just my adress, my whip, my chains since I been getting money
Now I don’t complain since I’ve been getting money
Funny how bitches look at me strange since I’ve been getting money
Being broke look really lame since I’ve been getting money
No more pourly clouded days or rain since I’ve been getting money
Now niggers hate me hard since I’ve been getting money
So what they strap it, playing smart since I’ve been getting money
Bless me 'cause I prayed for this shit
Spin it like it’s nothing can’t believe I paid for this shit
Proposed to the game, I ain’t got engaged to this bitch
Remained sucker free, fake I don’t engage in the shit
Everyday is like a maze, but I found ways to get rich
Fucking with this money while you getting laid with your bitch
Getting to this money got me getting laid with your bitch
I’m convinced, I'm the shit, that my baddest, that your chick?
(Hook)
Friday night, friday night
Life feeling like friday night
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
I made this my real life
Show you what if feels like
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
35 shows, 35 hoes
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir
Now I’m back up on my playa shit
And even got a stating shit
Testing with my niggas on
Y’all know so we made this shit
I gotta get it so I don’t waste no minutes
Eyes on the prize clock keep ticking
Know so it ain’t no chilling 'bout my business
While I’m tryin' to make my millions
Set backs we don’t accept that
Fly the sky where my nest at
On the ground where her dress at
Keep hoes wherever I rest that
Back in the day, told my folks
I had no attention, no backing away
Are you mad?
I’m fresh to death
Every verse that I write like I’m passing away
Such, nigga pass the plate
When I bless these verses
Niggas is cursed, 'cause it turned to a funeral service
Hope you ain’t hear what the past has to say, shit
Daddy took on some bruises,
Ain’t never on started losing
And the haters clueless
All the shit that I did tryin' to do this music
God would never waste a moment
Haters know that I be on it
Blowin' up is all I ever wanted
The hoes is just a bonus
They told me reach up to the stars
And know I’m chilling in the sky
I ain’t never seen these many bottles poppin' on my life
I don’t listen to the haters they irrelevant
I ain’t never said I’m living like I wanted a settlement
(Hook)
Friday night, friday night
Life feeling like friday night
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
I made this my real life
Show you what if feels like
2000 worth of 1's on the floor
When I leave I’m
35 shows, 35 hoes
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir
Now I’m back up on my playa shit
And even got a stating shit
Testing with my niggas on
Y’all know so we made this shit