Friday by Tray88 Lyrics

So much solace its easy for entertainment
I needed a hundred dollars to get me this weed payment
Video games, many names, rearranging
If all of it ends call up my friends
Tell 'em to take care you no what you do to me
Ingenuity impossible a new opportunity
I'm causing havoc
I need the type of shit where I can't even call the fabric
I’ll fall in love it’s that good
Friend turnin' up burnin' up the backwood
Never have enough is it rough you act up
Fake it while I got it patience part of the plan
Hot hand cooling off you never got it again
See me solo they don’t believe in me
But they don’t even really know though
Ready to rock fa-sho yo
City to city these lights is so pretty
Plenty people keep it popular let’s not all be greedy
My senses finally flowin' ride into the unknowing
I gotta get this shit out me cuz its constantly growing
If you ever see me roaming
Shout out leave me alone and
I ain’t never felt this way before
And now I’m zonin'
See me
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going, gone

Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going
Its hard to see me when I'm
Going, going, going, gone