Kota the Friend - Good Friday Lyrics
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    Good Friday

    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    Young nigga can't be stopped, no (Ooh, can't stop me)
    Locked me outside, took the back way (Can't lock me)
    Even going high on a bad day
    Niggas want smoke, now they sittin' in the ash tray, yeah
    Homie, I don't really get the joke (I don't get it)
    Gotta send a hatin' nigga that way (That way)
    Dead weight sittin' in the pathway (Pathway)
    Got a good girl, better hit her with your last name, yeah
    Coming from the city of cold
    My old-heads never seen a milli' before
    My dread bro hit me tryna give me a O
    My dead bros always with me out on thе road
    My OGs got my back, and my young boy do not front
    I stayed down and I paid my dues
    I'm still livin' through my young, and my girl so proud of how much I grew
    'Causе that old me held that grudge
    This new me let that go
    So much I'ma tell my son
    So much fun on this run
    It's time I collect my rose

    And I know that life
    Life is good

    [Verse 2]
    People wanna see you down bad
    I don't do it for these niggas, I just get a good laugh
    I'ma keep it real low even though I could brag
    I be moving on the hush, picking up a good bag
    No flex, just facts
    Walking my dog while I'm taking out trash
    I am not a fan of replaying my past
    Going Super Saiyan every saying I rap
    Like yeah, I'ma put the writing on the wall
    Lil Kota see it when he grown
    Show him how to get it with his hands
    It ain't easy tryna be a man
    When you only doing what you know
    And what you know is limited as fuck
    I hope you grow and get the shit you want
    I hope it matches up with what you need
    And make your life reflect what you believe

    Life is good
    Life is good

    [Verse 3]
    Yeah, yeah
    Put the hate out like a cigarette, ah
    Niggas only living on the internet, ah
    King Kota, why you ain't bitter yet? Ah
    Mad 'cause I haven't hit a ceiling yet, nah
    I ain't need a loan or a label
    My shit move when I say so
    Lil Kota two, holding pesos
    Fifteen hundred pounds on his birthday
    See me Euro stepping through the gates, ho, yeah
    I've been through it all, yeah
    Wrote down all that I saw, yeah
    Broke down, then I woke up, then I rose up
    Then I walked out of that door, yeah
    We gon' be good, put it on my mama
    Sun gon' shine, put it on my commas
    Rain gon' come, and we pray for that
    'Cause this growth here came from that

    And I know that life
    Life is good
    Life is good

    [Outro: Richard Parker]
    And through all this life, the trials and tribulations
    It is imperative that you know you are where you're supposed to be
    They tried to break you and take your shine
    And look at you, brighter than ever, boy
    Won't he do it?


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