Friday Prayer Songtext
von AJ Tracey

Ooh-ooh, baby
I never

Yeah (Trace-o) look where the mandem came from (look), look where the mandem started (started)
Mo Better Cutz tryna line up shots while I get a low fade and my cane rows parted (brrt-brrt)
I′m a stepper, we just step (baby, step)
I had a five-day pass and a dream, hit red shop then I start sendin' texts (ooh, I never)

Bro′s gotta hit one, but I'll send him next (facts)
I didn't care about plaques or BRITs (nah), I was tryna get girls and creps (haha)
I had a light skin ting from the bits and a pair Air 1′s with the suede blue checks (whoosh)
Shoutout to my babysitter, she was leng, and she let me get away with murder (love that)
Had dreams of a mountain property, but I made do with a Mountain burger (haha)

Had the ying ′round, still do, but now the ying sleeps with the fountain blue (ying)
Leng one tryna say that I'm too grumpy (grah, grah), if you undress, that′ll change my mood
Let me put a bed in the booth, and I'll cook like A Jewellers with no budget (bling-blaow)
I′m cold like Cole Palmer on a pen, if you like it, then I love it (glee, Trace-o)

Show me the ends, I'm there, been doin′ up mileage here then there (here then there)
Had to fight monsters on the way, thank God that the mandem didn't show fear
No hope but we came from nothin', ain′t fair, no guides ′cause the olders never did care (did care)
Just me and my bike, I'll fill it with air, stay safe ′cause my friends made Friday prayer (glee)


Show me the ends, I'm there, I′m doin' up road, I′m there then there (there)
Funny how I went from the stick to the sticks, I'm out near the deers (uh)
Started off with the Q, why you think feds came with the questionnaire?
I really cried for the drilled-down ones, now this trainer room got 30 pairs

Bad bitch got curly hair, wanna come to the booth and twerk in there (told me, turn)
It's only W′s, I built a wardrobe, left all the L′s in there (told me, turn)
Loewe or Louis Vuitton (one), done a flick, they're doin′ it wrong (one)
I can drip and do one-of-ones (turn up), I can switch and do number ones

Big whip now, we was whippin' the grub (one)
I put a switch on the guns, invest in the team like INEOS done
We were grindin′ for a quid, now we see six figures and twiddle our thumbs (yes)
Say real niggas don't say they′re real, but they ain't realer than One

Show me the ends, I'm there, had an AJ bag with the benz in there (yeah)
All these gyal that I done flown out, man I really put tens in air
Brand new six-bedroom crib, I ain′t gonna mention where (shh, shh)
I ain′t tryna go nowhere near jail, but I still got friends in there (shit)

Rolex new but the shotgun rusty, got a lil' wear and tear (baow, baow)
I ain′t sayin' your gyal tryna fuck me, but why is she starin′ bare? (Huh)
My girlfriend got a new girlfriend, it's only fair we share (haha-haha)
If my next girl ever finds out, then I wasn′t there, I swear (whoop, whoop)


Daily hundreds of photos, know man came from jumpers for goalposts
So much smoke, I fucked up the ozone, now I just run up numbers and go home
I been on tour this year, hands in all pies, do more this year
Been throwin' up fours since '015 and still man′s throwin′ the fours this year

(Trace-o) show me the ends, I'm there, been doin′ up mileage here then there (then there)
Had to fight monsters on the way, thank God that the mandem didn't show fear
No hope but we came from nothin′, ain't fair, no guides ′cause the olders never did care (did care)
Just me and my bike, I'll fill it with air, stay safe 'cause my friends made Friday prayer