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Friday Feeling
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Friday Feeling è stato pubblicato il 3 marzo 2019 da Charlie Hustle District come parte dell'album Friday Feeling - Single
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Data di uscita3 marzo 2019
EtichettaCharlie Hustle District
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM200

Video musicale

Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gino Lorca
Gino Lorca
Songwriter

Testi

Now don't be one of them muhfukcas
Who talk how it use it be
That's so last century
What you holding on for?
Like you scared to reinvent
It's just encore
You've been there before already
Waiting for the reassurance of the world
Live and die on every moment
Till there's nothing left for emotion
If you could read a room
Not enough salt you could squeeze out the ocean
Now we could get it in like the Trojans
But the hope is, to get out, the slogan
And where is that opponent?
Probably somewhere polling
Make up your mind
Are you more Michael Kors or Michael Cohen?
N****s coping still, it's all in my notes
Gimme time Ima give you quotes
Cause I been the wave a while now
How to escape from a sinking boat
Must be something that you do
That I didn't know
Otherwise
I'm in my kitchen bro
So I don't know what you fishing for
I feed a thousand people with every bar at a different show
So bring a plate and you'll never have to wing it, no!
And that's the thing about it
I'm like a ticking time bomb
When I ring
It don't mater where you think to go
You should of clicked the link
But you had a million things
“Had to go” places
But I provide the manual
The money. Get all way's it's
Now they wanna manage you
Joe Torre in the face. Cover all bases
But I did it my way
Knowing Carlito wouldn't that
No not a trace it's
Damn near impossible
Just to get the basics
(Shit) I always say this
Tryna roll with the Number Man
Tryna roll with the Number Man
Tryna roll with the Number Man
Got this Friday Feeling
Start this off right
Oh oh
And it's like everyday
Everyday
Like everyday
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
You wanna roll
But you can't these days
All ya
Can't hold us!
Those tryna get a hold of
There's nothing more to speak
If you ain't spoke of
The money is like poetry
No equity in sold drugs
No love
It's a cold world that we holed up
More or less but post up
And currently is the currency
So what's the hold up?
Nothing's owed
Except the cup that I pour up
When rolling up's a no luck
Since you wanting something more robust
On the tour bus they claim no foul play
Then find myself in the bonus
Boy you got cajones
Then blame it on Patron!
Lil mans just coming home type persona
This is grown ups!
Bags from promoters
The Number Man going HAM every quarter
And getting stronger
Like how it feel when direct deposit make it real
No chill till the first cool quarter mill
Without a deal, with
Sort it out Fortune Wheel
Grab my portion
Before the mortician force the bill
If that don't open doors
Then I'm taking C4 to the door
Peep that from another floor
If you wanna roll with The Number Man
If you wanna roll
If you wanna roll
Tryna roll with the Number Man
If you wanna make this count
Make this count!
Got this Friday Feeling
Start this off right
Oh oh
And it's like everyday
Everyday
Like everyday
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
Wanna roll with the Number Man
You wanna roll
But you can't these days
Written by: Gino Lorca
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