Any Given Friday

[Intro] Yeah Fuck this shit This shit ain't going right I'm-a have to move like I used to move This shit ain't cool Yeah, you know what I'm talking about Back home, you know? [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] Spend money on drugs and drink, it's been funny out here You looking for love? It ain't...it ain't sunny out here Hit you in the tummy out here, that's how I live life Never enjoying the cash flow but now my kids might That's how I'm doing this, this shit ain't for you Fuck the family shit, motherfucker, because you're in it for you, right? I used to be in it to do right, but now I'm-a do it like I used to Because night-by-night, day-by-day, I tried to juice dudes And they got used to it, took a kindness for weakness Before you met me, you niggas was heatless With hella niggas to creep with, so you thought you was hard You used to ride the bus, now you got you a car Now, you flex-flossing, you know how it is when you're bigger than the next You be the money-making nigga with a vest, always in a mess Because it's the sign of the times, telling me "nigga, move on" My desire for music is too strong, I'm Mr. Fucking Do-Wrong If I got to drop you, type shit, and I deal with it as it comes to me You nitwit, I rip shit, just as quick as I get shit Slip shit all in the clips, this ain't no chunk-'em homie shit [Hook] On any given Friday Why they wanna test me on any Friday It's meat fry day Got to have it my way I got my own recipe because niggas wanna mess with me Your chest will bleed now [x2] [Verse 2: Crookwood] I'm like a white blood cell when I'm not up in the blood stream Mean mug me, until I hit you with the red beam Fake-ass niggas be bumping their gums But we don't do that punk-ass shit where we're from Because snitches and fake bitches get more than stitches I got 16 switches for your motherfucking britches I'm ghetto as fuck, I eat off of broken dishes I'm not a genie but I can grant your ass three wishes I flow through traffic like blood through veins So, all that internet gang-bang shit mean a motherfucking thing Trying to gain fame off the next nigga name Rather write it on a bullet and put it in your brain Now you know Phonk Beta gets all up in your pores Stop fronting in your bricks while saying it's yours Next time you see me, punk, you better bring your heater Never really like your ass even back on Manzanita [Hook] [x4]